Diamonds & Roses

Gone are the days of the irovy towers Butterfly kisses and analog flowers Wandering eyes watching over the trees Screaming internally There you are With those jezabelle eyes There you are Not a cloud in your skies There you are At a hundred degrees Singing diamonds and roses And everythings golden But that doesn't matter to me Loveletters written with programmed affection Poisonous whispers and data collection The garden of eden Guantanamo bay Hanging on holy days There you are With those jezabelle eyes There you are Not a cloud in your skies There you are At a hundred degrees Singing diamonds and roses And everythings golden But that doesn't matter to me Oh who was I To twist the knife Out in the darkness With my alibi There you are With those jezabelle eyes There you are Not a cloud in your skies There you are At a hundred degrees Singing diamonds and roses And everythings golden But that doesn't matter to me