Jewelled

Eye to eye stand winners and losers

Hurt by envy, cut by greed

Face to face with their own disillusions

The scars of old romances still on their cheeks

And when blow by blow the passion dies

Sweet little death just have been lies

Some memories of gone by times

Will still recall the lie

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding; I start screaming

It’s too late the decision is made by fate

Time to prove what forever should last

Whose feelings are so true as to stand the test

Whose demands are so strong as to parry all attacks

And when blow by blow the passion dies

Sweet little death just have been lies

Some memories of gone by times

Will still recall the lie

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start screaming; I start bleeding

The second cut

The third cut

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding; I start screaming

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding; I start screaming

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding; I start screaming

The first cut won’t hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding; I start screaming