Boy Kill Boy

Candy kisses, missing wishes.
It's a revelation too late.
Have a listen to this cold heart.
It's a revolution too late.
It has to be this way.
Please don't tell me now, please don't say it's over now.
There's no conversation, there's no conversation.
Please don't turn home now, tell me there's a way somehow.
With no conversation, without conversation.
Missing hours, I don't think so.
It's a recognition on time.
Be my weakness, you my saviour.
Just look in my eyes, this time.
Does it have to be this way?