There she stands, behind the bar
Pretty face, ready to charm
Hypnotizing everyone
Keeping up the liquor run
Mixing feelings, mixing rum
Playing games of tag and run
She’s got everybody down
She’s the queen, she’s got the crown.
But behind her pretty eyes
He can see through her disguise
Through her soul, right in her heart
He can see that mind apart
And the sadness hid inside
All concealed in flirts and laughs.
So he tries to break her walls
Like a warrior so strong
Save her from the hell inside
From her inner curse of lies
And he fights for her and cries
As he slowly dies inside.
Fighting through her hell of demons
Lost through flames, there’s no more seasons
But the hottest summer yet
He’s in hell, it’s now too late.
Consequences now are dire
But he fights fire with fire
Bells have rung , quire has sung
Ode to all the broken-hearted ones!
Flying too close to the sun
Dove to deep and tried too hard
Lost himself in light and dark
Lost his sight, he’s colorblind.
Lost his will, he’s all a mess
Time’s ran out, he failed the test.
Like Icarus, he’s drowned in the abyss
Petrified and stoned by Medusa’s kiss
His heel’s been wounded
Achille’s shouting down on him
And Samson keeps reminding him
That no man’s got no weaknesses.
There she stands, behind the bar
Keeping up his liquor run
There he stands, drunk at the bar
Mixing feelings, mixing rum
Hypnotized by siren songs
She’s the queen, she’s got the crown.
