Chilled
in the
kitchen
of a city
tomb
The light
would
flicker like
a violent
womb
The night
was thicker
than a
smoky fume
Eliza waited
in her room
Ben, he
loved her
like he loved
no one
The way
she laughed
and held
a smoking gun
The way
she always said
"What's done
is done"
And he is not
the only one
Love is
a gentle thing
Yours is thicker
than a
velvet ring
Yours is thicker
than a
velvet ring
A victim here
with a sharp,
sharp blade
And Ben,
he knew
how she was
getting paid
Her water
broke, and they
would have
to wait
And when
he knew
that she
was fooling
He faced
the mirror
to avoid
the thing
We're out
of money,
and we've
sold the bling
And I just
wanna take
you home
I just wanna
take you home
Love is
a gentle thing
Yours is thicker
than a
velvet ring
Yours is thicker
than a
velvet ring
And I'm
wondering
Ring
And I'm
wondering