There once was a man
whose love was Darkness
There once was a man
whose love was Light
And for she
who was caught
in betwixt them both,
can you guess
who it was
that won the fight?
I spy
with my little eye:
something that's
a rotten lie;
a bitter taste
of what's in store;
a grand illusion,
nothing more.
A work of genius
I'll admit ---
I almost didn't
see through it.
Each honeyed verse,
each word you'd say,
perfectly-crafted
in every way.
A farce this is,
this piece of sh...art,
a shame that I
won't play a part.
There'll be no
mercy from above
to make a fiction
out of love;
you've made a sham
of something true,
which means that sham,
my dear, is you.
I spy
with my little eye:
something that's
a rotten lie;
a bitter taste
of what's in store;
a grand illusion,
nothing more.
A work of genius
I'll admit ---
I almost didn't
see through it.
Each honeyed verse,
each word you'd say,
perfectly-crafted
in every way.
A farce this is,
this piece of sh...art,
a shame that I
won't play a part.
There'll be no
mercy from above
to make a fiction
out of love;
you've made a sham
of something true,
which means that sham,
my dear, is you.
There once was a man
whose love was Darkness
There once was a man
whose love was Light
And for she
who was caught
in betwixt them both,
can you guess
who it was
that won the fight?