The girl who sold a lie
She sleeps on stage at night
You probably think that's why
She's someone else online

The girl who broke my heart
We tried we fell apart
Too cold to blow a kiss
I'm stuck in the abyss

Perfectly still
Whispering poems
It's not a game I like to play with you
With you

The girl who's haunted by the thought that she might die
And somewhere in her eyes
She makes you feel alive

Perfectly still
Whispering poems
It's not a game I like to play with you
With you again