I love being a mystery in my own story...
bringing out the best detective in you,
I whisper in your dreams,"Come find me"
leave you restless with a mission to pursue
I'll be the reason for your puffy dark under eyes,
I'll take the blame for your every scream,
It's too late for running away now...
You've already fallen for my treacherous scheme.
Years before, you tied me up in your chair
you said you were obsessed with my beautiful face,
then tell me why do you now hesitate..
Did you find someone better in recent days?
You know that I love your crying face...
The silvery tears flowing down your fragile...