Drink the poison, when you
think it's over
Stabbing yourself, when
you think it's too late
Tragic endings are your
thing, you love them
You love letting go, the
ending's the same
Drink the poison, when you
think it's over
Inevitable, Verona lives
inside of you
I wasn't asking for the
world
And you know that I'm not
one to follow through
All these city streets the
people look the same
And I can see your face,
and I can hear your name
I wasn't asking for the
world