Oh, Belladonna
Never knew the pain
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe it'll
Drive you insane
The open letter just
Carelessly placed
And you move in silence,
The tea so delicately laced.
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much.
How you've learned to hate so much.
Came from passion, and you
Gave it a name
The fingers are poisoned like needles
In the drivin' rain
So smile discreetly as you
Watch with such grace
Now I must slip away, but can you
Forget my face.
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much.
How you've learned to hate so much.
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much.
How you've learned to hate so much.
