Theatre Of Tragedy

While he was asleep holding her hand
The dreams smouldered
She opened her heart, he tore it apart
Gazed into his smile
He said he had constraint
He was ostracised and feint
She had gone over and under
A tattoo of a loser
These are the rings that fell apart
These are the things that tore his heart
These were the dreams that he was causing
These were the gleams that she was pausing
We're nothing but debris
Floating on a silver lake
There's nothing left to take
As we slowly fall apart
We unite you through me