Answer Her
She'll tell you all you need to hear,
whisper softly in your ear,
make you cry when she's in pain,
make your life seem lived in vain.
Draws you in with little nightmares
that have been dawning in her dream,
and it's you that cannot stop them.
You're just not the man you seem.
But the reason for her madness
is not someone else’s fault.
It's to make your soul dependent,
so you'll fit right in her mold.
As you climb out of your casket,
and your world became her moon.
You repeat all that she answers.
You are now her favorite tune.