I turn my face, because I don't want you to see.
How much it hurts my heart, that we'll never be.
I let out a single tear; it crawls, and then drops
grabbing my chest, in my mind the time stops.
My head's filled with anger, frustrations and fear
because I know I would die, if you no longer where here.
It's hard for me to know, that you think you got him
but I’m sure he’s the devil, and his doings are grim.
Whilst I want to love you, help you, and care
He will fuck somebody else, as if you weren't even there.
But sure, give him another chance, give him five, give him ten
Someday he'll be gone, But no one knows when?
Until that blessed day, where you'll see in his eyes
the same as I do: "a Wolf in disguise".
He will continue to hurt you, in the worst of ways
And you, forgive him for all of his lays.
Because you are week, just as I am now
and the way to be strong, I won’t tell you now.
Deep inside, you know already what it is
But you tend to curl it up, and throw it into the abyss
You don't want to know, what he's doing to you
Because you'll break, and like me, die too.
We will both be dead, and he will rapidly become
a reaper of many, and a menace to some.
To me he'll still be, the devil that took
my angel from me, before I even had a look.
At her face, her neck, and her beautiful eyes
the ones who are blinded, by "the wolf in disguise".