Innocence, In a Sense

Innocence, in a sense

is not my cup of tea.

If I had a choice

I’d rather focus on you and me.

Now, shall I say or shall I do

everything that I’ve wanted to?

Or shall I spare your filthy soul

and just let these ideas of mine go?

Or shall I continue to play with your heart and mind…

and let my morals fall behind?

For I’m told to live and let live

but not one thought to the rules did I give

when I burst into your life

and with my words like a knife

went in and ripped out your soul.

Now to you I can never let go,

for fear of losing my control.

And what would I do if I lost that too?

For I’ve already lost my mind.

Well, the answer is so clear…

I’d murder you, my dear.

And follow your death with mine.

- Alexia