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