Turncoat

Caught
 and quickly reprimanded by default
 a bit too heavy handed with her claws
 of all the dreams that torment with the truth
 I've never had a nightmare quite like you...
 Pain
 the residue of you
 it's left a stain
 you hollow-hearted charlatan
 you fake
 the song that makes you disappear again
 I'll sing it til the bitter fucking
 end
 The web that you are weaving
 still in vain
 the ocean of deceit is red with rage
 the towers that we built are up in flames
 and you're to blame
 you turncoat
 you turncoat
 Low
 malicious, inconceivable, and cold
 you sicken me, you suffocate my soul
 how's that dagger look inside my back
 I still can't find your reason
 Pain
 The web that you are weaving
 still in vain
 the ocean of deceit is red with rage
 the towers that we built are up in flames
 and you're to blame
 you turncoat
 turncoat
 you turncoat
 turncoat
 you turncoat
 you turncoat