[ Featuring Song Telephone ]
If life was meant to be easy we'd have never crossed paths
If secrets were meant to be dirty my heart wouldn't trespass
Yeah I darkened your door
You preen and look pretty but I just laugh
You're tethered to demons that dwell in your recent past
What are they good for?
He's the reflection of a rain cloud
Upon a shining silver lake
He's a poet's lament, the late night regret
I'm his biggest mistake
I'm an experience
Dorian's portrait lurks in shadows cast by night
A heartbreaking reminder of all that used to be right
And he sits alone with his addictions, his vices, his fictions, his crisis of identity
I've stopped answering his calls since he's ceased to exist
Unaware of it all but here comes the plot twist
He was never there at all and those demons are actually me
He's the seduction of innocence to ingenues
He's the reduction redundant of soulful blues
He's the seduction of innocence to ingenues
He's the reduction redundant of soulful blues
No more heartbreak
Experience is merely the name men gave their mistakes
I'm an experience!
