Your mouth make out the last words but if i were you, i'd keep my mouth shut i'd keep my mouth shut Valentines day came up i'd keep following my religion to have faith til i find something close to perfection then i'd turn to you the savior of a boy, troubled by adolecense The problem is, in time ill realize your the devil in disguise and i'm the lamb you'll slaughter and the soul you'll alter. Please excuse me, while i go die out in the bathroom stall i fell for it, i fell for it all you'll keep playing me til marriage til you tell the press that i accidentally slipped out of the carriage i'll be there to soak up everything from today until tomorrow i was going to be there to pick up the sorrow from today until i hear the wedding bells i'll be put to my own private hell trying to dig myself out because, your kiss isn't a cure, its a disease.