OveriseFan
03/14/06, 06:29 PM
Need to fix the rhythm, other than that I'm happy.
They're hanging nooses to the stands
Where they used to burn the witches
Before they "realized" that magic doesn't exist.
But if the magic's gone then what is this?
We'll burn the gallows, cut the ropes,
Forget everything she ever wrote,
Cause who watches that show anyway?
Who cares about cliches anyway?
She called out to me from the windowsill
Where she always sat and watched the world
For her parents never let her venture out
Into something so romantical
That her name would eventually resound
Loud and strong from the books
That people have up on their shelves,
Never to be read, only to show off,
How intelligent and prestigious they are.
Well isn't that want you want my darling?
Isn't that all you are my darling?
So around quarter to six the execution comes:
Watch as we both fade into the golden sunset.
They're hanging nooses to the stands
Where they used to burn the witches
Before they "realized" that magic doesn't exist.
But if the magic's gone then what is this?
We'll burn the gallows, cut the ropes,
Forget everything she ever wrote,
Cause who watches that show anyway?
Who cares about cliches anyway?
She called out to me from the windowsill
Where she always sat and watched the world
For her parents never let her venture out
Into something so romantical
That her name would eventually resound
Loud and strong from the books
That people have up on their shelves,
Never to be read, only to show off,
How intelligent and prestigious they are.
Well isn't that want you want my darling?
Isn't that all you are my darling?
So around quarter to six the execution comes:
Watch as we both fade into the golden sunset.