And it was in the silence of your hesitation that the answer became clear

It's hard to love a parent that's never around

It's almost like your already in the ground

I have exhausted myself of watering these eyes with tears
But am thirstiest for revenge

Little red Riding hood was not afraid of the big bad wolf
She was the werewolf

Little red Riding hood walked along the trail basket in hand

  Turn back now! It's dangerous said a man

He passed by when little red Riding hood replied: Iam the danger

the moon that lights the sky I look up and hope you see it too

I pray your home tonight waiting for me with you

I let out a sigh thinking on your scent but your face it blurrs

the night becomes alive with the memory of who we we're

save me I lost my way and there is no one to grieve me

Tell me you hear my song I'm desperate for you to believe me

please won't you come my way and take me home to you

Help me I've lost my way and there is no one to grieve me

This use to be a love poem  
I thought I had men figured out
the world was promising back then

like a white horse galloping in
a prince rescued me from my doubts
this use to be a love poem  

My body shook with kiss and sin
a man and woman paradise
the world was promising back then

All good things, they come at a price
was it worth what we fought about?
this use to be a love poem

In my head again and again
I smell his scent on me it's nice
The world was promising back then

I don't grin, my eyes are worn thin
I grow older and go without
this use to be a love poem
the world was promising back then