Silently singing a widowed tune,
She cast a glance across the room,
Picking out her would-be groom,
He made his move a little too soon,
And the look upon his face,
So voicelessly filled with grace,
The tempo of his heart set the pace,
And the dance of love became a race,

The ticking of his heart,
Is the time bomb's beat,
When worlds fall apart,
It's her special treat,

She licked her lips maliciously,
And talked with him so casually,
Can't you see he's another casualty?
Another boy washed up in conformity,
She can see right through his wall,
And she won't refuse to make him fall,
And even after she made him lose it all,
She causes him to crawl,

The ticking of his heart,
Is the time bomb's beat,
When worlds fall apart,
It's her special treat,

She ruined him like all before,
She's grown accustomed to the gore,
And while he's still bleeding on the floor,
She gazed on, as if he were a bore,
She's passed him by and he's passed on,
Not like anything here is wrong,
And so he sings his fateful song,
As his soul is going (going) gone,

The ticking of his heart,
(MALICIOUS)
Is the time bomb's beat,
(VICIOUS)
When worlds fall apart,
(MALIGN)
It's her special treat,