the song we made used to be beautiful

the song we made used to be beautiful

a quiet, soft tune

now its a loud and intense melody, playing from an out of tune piano

with every note playing out of time

its like we dont know how to press the keys anymore

i often feel more pain than enjoyment

and the punishments are getting worse and worse

this love needs to be carried away in a hearse

you say you love me, sometimes

i say i love you, all the time

the unspoken words between us are lethal

drowning us both under a sea storm

leaving nothing but dead melancholy bodies

the song we made used to be beautiful