She rots in the cage of your make
far away from your eyes
you stripped all her powers to break
with your love and your lies
marooned on an island
you gave her a gun and a choice
she's crazy about you
she still waits around for your voice
what kind of sick,
sick love is this that you left her to die?
what kind of sick,
sick love is this that you left her to die?
rots in the cage of your make
as she waits for a sign
your gun in her hand but there isn't a choice in her mind
now there's gill in your veins cause there's gill in your heart
so there's gill in your blood but your oceans apart
what kind of sick,
sick love is this that you left her to die?
what kind of sick,
sick love is this that you left her to die?
what kind of sick,
sick love is this that you left her to die?