I thought this would be a fairy tale
You were the god I believed in
I worshipped you 'cause you were so beautiful

You were too perfect
You were the savior of my cold nights
You were the story I wrote
When my psychosis turns into my reality

Your touch burns in my skin
Your image lingers in my mind
You were the eyes I looked through
Now I'm blind in this path

*I can tell you the thoughts I have
When I'm sitting in the dark corners of my room

Tonight I'm lost
My room is full of ghosts
And I'm still waiting for an anchor
To take off my crown of thorns

My suicidal thoughts make me feel panicked every time I hear your name
I want to scream but I'm too panicked
In my mind I find a way to the light
In my mind I find a path to your arms

*I can tell you the thoughts I have
When I'm sitting in the dark corners of my room

In my imagination I can take you to my room
To sleep together by ourselves

*I can tell you the thoughts I have
When I'm sitting in the dark corners of my room

*I can tell you the whispers I hear
When I'm sitting in the dark corners of my room

*I can tell you the dreams I dream
When I'm sitting in the dark corners of my room