“How petty to ruin your precious dreams, when we know your just as selfish as me . All that's done onto you will be done on times three. Shes the ghost of none much wiser, but infectious, I’ll stay beside her. Hap-happily never after, hap-happily never after this. I can hear you singing to me in my sleep. So don’t mind me, I’ll stay behind the scenes, right where you wanted me, placing blame where sin use to seed. All that’s done onto you will be done onto me, because I don’t believe that the heavens need you more than me. What was i suppose to do? Who was i suppose to be? We've been force fed, we've been force fed, we’ve been force fed every motherfucking thing! How much skin has to break to weaken your will? When love is just a mental condition for the willingly ill!”
