Into the Woods

Last year I got knives for Christmas Stayed at home and no one missed us Lying on the bathroom floor I don't want to ho-ho-ho no more No one knows that I'm not well As I stare in awe at this burst Noel Lights burning from the street in I know I'll sp

There's a choir behind me Egging me on Placing their bets and hoping I'll do no wrong I'll do no wrong There's a guy inside me Biding his time Standing in line and waiting for me to fall For me to fall Self-preservation threatens us all Health deteri

Well, maybe I'm a crook for stealing your heart away Yeah, maybe I'm a crook for not caring for it Yeah, maybe I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad person Well, baby, I know. And these fingertips Will never run through your skin And those bright blue eyes Can on

Now close your eyes and open your weary heart let me soothe away the woes of fiendish world... As will the sun bathe the land in its warming light so shall the moon ascend to guide the day to wane in turn the rain to hush the tumult of this world and