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Don't say I'm sorry again
It doesn't give you the right...
to be someone else

I would be pleased to love and share
But inside I'm locked
I can't even cry

Love only matters
When it comes to the end
Love only matters
Makes you rise again

I'm just an ornament
An ornament to your face
Not enough but it feels right
You keep me alive when you hold me tight

Both ends are burning fast
Would you stand by me
When things are getting bad
And the colors here will fade
Would you help me see
Real shades of grey

Love only matters
When it comes to the end
Love only matters
Makes me rise again

I'm just an ornament
An ornament to your face
Not enough but it feels right
You keep me alive when you hold me tight

I'm just an ornament
An ornament in your garden
Not enough, but it feels right
You keep me alive when you bring the rain, rain, rain

Read between the lines
This is fragile only for you and I
All I want is that you love me, as I am

Don't say I'm sorry again
Does it give you the right
To be someone else
(someone else, someone else)

"Aahh, the night is calling
And it whispers to me softly, come and play
Aahh, I am falling
And If I let myself go, I'm the only one to blame"

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the sun shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the wind carrying in
All the troubles and fears
Here for years tried to forget
He was the fire
Restless and wild and you were
Like a moth to that flame

(The funeral of hearts)

The heretic seal beyond divine
A pray to God who's deaf and blind
The last rites for souls on fire
Three little words and a question: "Why?"

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

The funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom