It's his fault I was even called there in the first place
And he escaped those very same rules you later chose to break
It makes it harder trying to understand who there really is to blame
But I guess it still ended the same
Could it be this crazy world that you live in
Or the psychos surrounding you everyday
I guess that shows there is really on one way
And it breaks my heart that this is my last song
And you'll never try to hear what it says
It's left where our heart remains
You say that love is all you need
But all you really want is power
If you said what you believed
Then why are you standing in the shower
Cleaning blood off your hands
Because you made a mess of me
And the bodies you drug through the sand
On that very same beach
I'd like to think you fell in love the first time you ever saw me play
Or did you just want to possess any attention that came your way
You led me down the stairs and assured me that all would be fine
Oh, I bet you regret any good thing you left behind
And then you begged me to stay
And made sure I would by placing something in my hands
That was vital for your plans
And you were good to me and my family
So patient and kind
A trust we haven't had in such a long time
You say that love is all you need
But all you really want is power
If you said what you believed
Then why are you standing in the shower
Cleaning blood off your hands
Because you made a mess of me
And the bodies you drug through the sand
On that very same beach
But it's your fault that you made this big mistake
Not something you can take back but something you chose to break
And it sucks for people like me
Bad habits usually lead to your downfall
But for you it led to your uprise and my befall
You're distrustful and neurotic, and you'll never know my mind
And you're jealous of the songs I wrote about boys before your time
But Billy didn't have anything to do with you and me
He never made you make the choices that led you to the tree
You say that love is all you need
But all you really want is power
If you said what you believed
Then why are you standing in the shower
Cleaning blood off your hands
Because you made a mess of me
And the bodies you drug through the sand
On that very same beach
You're not who I thought you'd be
But what I feared you'd become
I went from singing in my sleep
To beating on death's drum
You remind me of the snakes
That come visit me in my tomb
But it seems that I can trust them
More than I can trust you