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?

Oh Annabelle

How do you sleep and what‘s worth your pain

When you know that no one dies well?

Oh Annabelle

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

You stole my kisses and begged for more

I cried and trembled with blood on my hands

Oh Annabelle