Flyleaf

It's like being in love you rob your own mind and defile your bed
You ignore the fate of the players who both end up dead
And you pretend for us and you pretend for them
This fairytale will make them jealous of you
But it's not the kind that you talked about
And it's just the kind that rips the clothing off your mind
She is feeding you and you lie with her
And for the first time your right arm becomes useful
As you sin with it you wanna cut it off but instead you thank god for all of the wrong you do.
But it's not the kind that you talked about
And it's just the kind that rips the clothing off your mind