Curious Disgrace - Katie Thompson

Flew into the flames

Played your little games

You draw me in

Most curious disgrace

Crawls across your face

As I let you win

Why

Why

Quite the soul charade

You’re barely making grade

It’s plain to see

Bittersweet escape

Knowing it’s too late

I always win

Why

Why

Well, the devil’s always in the detail

Just to catch you when you run away

We should’ve gone our separate ways

'Cause you never really had a prayer

It’s coming to an end

May as well pretend

It’s all okay

Take a deep breath in

The lies are wearing thin

And I know the truth

Why

Why

Why

Why