Sit down, dont move..and let me cradle you
Lean on my shoulder and cry …confess what you want
Your folly..i will listen..lend you my ears and my heart.
You are damned…and cursed..and loathed.
I desire your attention…and affection…
You are weak…but strong is your soul…
And i will listen..and bear with you your anathema..
Weaken me…if you must…but i will remain strong at heart.
And in the end i will let you know..it was never like it to be so..
It was never to be so…at all