Pulchritudinous - Bellow

Why won’t you tell me my name

Why won’t you finish the game

Unsettled business at hand

Spilling the seeds from a gland

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

Eyes are so narrow and small

Humbling the break of it all

Hunt is at best when you sink

Your claw of decay into pink

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

I am all

You love me

I am all

You love me

There is a need for deceit

Love speaks the truth of defeat

Feeling of failure and shame

Apparent that I’ve lost this game

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

And then you call it to my face

You make me turn away

I am all

You love me

I am all

You love me