The Curse

Every night you’re watching me in my sleep
Stalking your prey licking your weasel’s teeth
You sneak through my door crawl to my room so patiently
You lurk in the dark
Places where no one will see
You would kill me and what would you do with my heart
And what will it do to you if you can’t take the sound
Couldn’t look me in the eye so you took me down
Underneath the floor, you left me and called the deed done
But you won’t forget if the beat goes on
You would kill me, and what would you do with my heart?
Hanging from your weeping willow
Sleepless nights on bloodstained pillows
Moaning like a ghost