Annabelle

She cried for something that could never thrive
And she screamed for help at the top of her lungs

She's got her father's love for veracity
But she is such easy prey for liars like me

Oh annabelle
How do you sleep and what's worth your pain
When you know that no one dies well?

She's got her mother's eyes of misery
Oh but for me, it's so easy to lose myself in them

Oh annabelle
You stole my kisses and begged for more
I cried and trembled with blood on my hands

Oh annabelle