The muse

you’re a diamond that I’m afraid to touch
you’re damn near flawless
and im sure you’d cut
all my eyes my hands my head my heart
you’d tear this canvas skin apart
oh what a waste of human art that be

you’re a dungeon but your made of glass
and prisoners that’ve no idea they’re trapped
because it looks so beautiful inside
it makes us feel like we’re alive
but lord well knows we’ll never survive your woes

didn’t you know that all along
you didn’t need to hear your song
and if you don’t know that
well you might as well be dead

do such child preserved her former looks
she kept her out of all the storybooks
just to get back at our love
the man who had tried time and time again
to claim the right of her demise thats when

a million years go by and your still around
your knocking us off our feet and off the ground
but we still cant leave you alone
for way you move one would be prone
to want to be turned into stone by you

didn’t you know that all along
you didn’t need to hear your song
and if you don’t know that
well you might as well be dead

you make me feel so alive but it’s come to place
someone to be there
was it higher around i can’t tell it wasn’t in
the way you left
us
here

didn’t you know that all along
you didn’t need to hear your song
and if you don’t know that
well you might as well, you might as well ow

you didn’t need to hear your song
didn’t you know that all along
and if you don’t know that song
well you might as well, you might as well be dead