Based off of a character from a story I wrote last summer. (●'◡'●)

Downstairs, packed and crowded But I’m special, I’m your favorite I’ll fold my hands and wait now So I’ll have more than one kiss Your dreams border on nightmares I’ll question if it’s worth it But I can’t live without you So that must mean I want this

She’s gone and he’s gone You’re so right, you’re so wrong

An angel of death That’s your type of girl Why is our love The end of the world Harbinger of hope That’s false and so cruel You are the preacher And I am the fool

Your girlfriend in the garden She told me that I should go I smiled and ignored her I stayed and so you broke Ashes coat the back room, Shattered glass and black smoke Ignoring every warning Basement’s blank and turned cold

She’s gone and he’s gone You’re so right, you’re so wrong

An angel of death That’s your type of girl Why is our love The end of the world Harbinger of hope That’s false and so cruel You are the preacher And I am the fool

You said I’d do anything For the darkness gone and the light you bring A future with you and me in it But is it really real If there’s nothing left

Your angel of death I’m your type of girl Why is our love The end of the world Harbinger of hope That’s false and so cruel You are the preacher And I am the fool You’re always the preacher I’m always the fool