Look at that face, a face of an angel, I knew that face before I seemed to know life. Like half ingrained into my soul And joined by something more than blood. How could you do that and turn into that? A beautiful liar, despicable liar. A boy with a dream and a future for sure And you choose to go and hurt me. For sure, I loved you, I still don't understand how that face Could do such deeds. I still don't understand How all my dreams Could die.