Trust me, I can take you there

 

Love is not a feeling but the choices that you make

 

Oh, I'm sorry, sorry that you love me - changed my mind up like it's origami

 

You'll just have to taste me when he's kissin' you

 

Now when we kiss, I have anger issues

Hush, love - no, I'm not what you think that I am made of

 

I'm getting tired of this earth but they say some stones are better left unturned

 

With a taste of a poison paradise

 

We are the changeling, the blood tide, the harbinger

 

You're the reason why your soul glitch, glitch, glitch, glitch, glitch