Bayonnettes - Shayfer James

Her lies match her dress

Beautiful, white and just about harmless

And his eyes speak his past

Colorful, wild and totally ruthless

Oh this bed and this mess

Were both made

Were both made in silence

In a fight to the death

Where these broken promises fix bayonnettes

Oh and he said

«This is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your fairytale love

Your fairytale love

Oh this is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your very own love

Your very own love»

And that look in your eye

Is certain to try and divide us

As the sun in it’s sky

Is threatening, is threatening violence

Oh and he said

«This is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your fairytale love

Your fairytale love

Oh this is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your very own love

Your very own love

Oh this is your

Night»

She said

«How will I

Get along»

She said

«How will I

Get along»

And he said

«This is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your fairytale love

Your fairytale love

Oh this is your, this is your

Nightmare

This is your very own love

Your very own love

Oh this is your

Night

Oh this is your

Night»