Velvet Ring

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