Beautiful nightmare
A broken guitar
Death in disguise, or a butterfly
Tattooed on a scar
A gift from a loved one
When they know they let you down
Or the cigarettes you smoke, and smoke
As you're waiting around
Now I see things clearly
At least I think I do
I thought I loved you dearly
But that wasn't true, cause what are you
But a beautiful nightmare
Such a dangerous game
A demon in high heels
That knows me by name
She's the last shot of whiskey
That you don't need but you love the way it burns
Or the theories of entropy
And diminishing returns
Now I see things clearly
At least I'm pretty sure I do
I thought I loved you dearly
But what I'm saying to you, is overdue
And understand I don't hate you
For being what you are
And I know I was confusing
Like a liquor-less bar
So beautiful nightmare
I'll see you tonight
Just meet me in my bed
As I turn out the light