story behind the song: not sure, thinkin' on it (something to do with the muse or high priestess)
Lyrics
i know you think i'm more than strange
i know you might be right
i kinda like the simple things
like love and hate and black and white
i know you don't think much of me
cause you don't think of me at all
through these centuries of what might be
millenia past lost enthralled
trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my heart gets ripped out, torn and shred
trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my love's beaten bloody, knifed and left for dead
i know you at least have talked with me
i heard you when you said that day
memory isn't fixed to that belief
sometimes truths get in the way
maybe i can find some peace
in some mantra or this rant
always praying to some goddess
invoking can't in chance
trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my heart gets ripped out, torn and shred
trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my love's beaten bloody, knifed and left for dead
yeah i'm trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my heart gets ripped out, torn and shred
trying to avoid another valentine's day massacre
where my love's beaten bloody, knifed and left for dead
left for dead
