I struggle to understand
Why this behaviour?
All is not lost and found
So don’t be a saviour
Grief really takes its toll
So don’t hide your passion
And your stroppy little soul
Just kills all my laughter

You, you wear this crown of thorns
It don’t really suit you
You, you wear this crown of thorns
When you don’t really have to

You’re just killing time
Time passes so slowly
They are friends of mine
With their daggers drawn openly
Hold down my beating heart
Squeezing so gently
Now’s not the time to fall apart
Avenging benignly

It don’t really suit you
It don’t really suit you