Violet lyrics

The tragic comedy divine paints the way to peace of mind
Leaving shallow lovers far behin past uncertainties.
Combine bringing tears to sleepless eyes.
Memory runs the course of time.
Blood runs cold beyond the violet prison for violent visions.
And so the broken record plays as you throw us away.
We're never enough we're drowning in cliches so desperate to love.

And boys are so cold they speek without meaning.
The only time they talk is in their sleep.
And girls are a bore.
They touch without feeling.
Their secrets always far too grim to keep.
And up until now you've lived in their shadows trying hard to please them.
But they'll never change as long as they're breathing.
Thinking hurts and thoughts dont rhyme.

Plastic blue invitations in my room.
I've been waiting here for you.
Reservations made for two.
Sunlight fading.
Black toungues speak faster than the car can crash.
You supply the rumours and I'll provide the wrath.
Romance is breaking every heart in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.
Plastic blue conversations in my room.
Saving ever tear for you.

It's getting late.
It all just wanes and pales and fades away.
If we just want it too much and what a shame if all there is.
Is all thats gone away.
There's nothing left here for us.
Deadlight holiday killing time to make us tay hollow.
As the promises of yesterday.
On and on the music plays memeris in paraphrase.
Falling past my window like the morning rain.

Her fabulous invention, what strange imagination shown.
her glorious intentions, a sea of doubt beneath her own.
It said "you're not the first to dream this, little girl.
you know it's never happened once in this world.
It never crossed my mind that one so young couldl hope to find a power greater than my own."
She never did what they told her to, and they'll never see her dream come true.

Theyre getting ugly, theyre a horror show.
And now we're laughing because they'll nenver know, that they have everything.
We give them all of our own and they tell us they're sick and they're all alone.
They make fools of us together but we always think of them.
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time.

Fice glasses changed my mind.
Seems like the ticking hands are taking their time.
I guess I've been at home for longer than it takes to unwind.
So slap me if I step out of line.
Now in smaller spaces.
Careless lust intoxicated away fromprying eyes and rabid smiles.
And everything's shattering.
My invitation was involuntary dilation and now I can't recall your name.

I think my friend said, "I hear footsteps."
I wore my black and white dress to the birthday massacre, birthday massacre, bithday.
I wore my black and white dress.
I think my friend said, "Stick it in the back of her head."
I think my friend said, "Two of them are sisters."
"I'm a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said.
"I'm going to bas them in, bash them in", I think he said.

Hands cover whispers of the lovers fright fear.
Clocked renditions of that autmn night digging up
Rumours of the kids in the park.
What awful things happened in that dark.
Take just one last dare.
Pretend you dont care till twilight falls.
Wait theres something else here.
And I cant stop my tears.
I've never ben so scared.
In the cellar burid 6 feet deep.

Next phase, next craze, next nothing new.
Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue.
Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two.
Turned him into a video kid like you.
I know we're just pretending.
There's no window for mistakes.
I know you see right through me.
There's no promise left to break.
Shot the pretty boy killed him on commodore.
Need a new game need a new something more.