The Willing Well III: Apollo II: The Telling Truth

In the worst of all your fears
You have come so far to hear
Then turn to shout where your name is the laughingstock
Now by fire you must hang
As my word holds coarse through rain
You will walk to the end of days
I'd rather they taught you
I will in the now hate you
Oh whoa
Oh whoa
These days are numbered
This close encounter
To the heartland
Through the madness

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed in my own accord
(I don't wanna go)
So come on bitch why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to cry on my own)
So cry on bitch why aren't you laughing now?

In my presence you will make
Sure the fiction meets it's fate
The death will brace your face like a character
Through these lessons you have learned
All the worlds from here must burn
For as god demands in the end we miss

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed in my own accord
(I don't wanna go)
So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to cry on my own)
So cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?

Yeah a whoa a whoa
If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Tonight, good night I'm burning star IV
Only I don't even think of you
No I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight goodbye
Goodnight, tonight goodbye

If then
Should they come home
With failed attempt we'll know
I won't leave stone unturned
These worlds will surely burn

What did I do to deserve all of you?

Jesse, bad boy
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's
Precious little whore of a body
Jesse, bad boy
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's
Precious little whore of a body now
Jesse
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's
Precious little whore of a body now
Jesse
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's
Precious little whore of a body now

I'll make you wish
You hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this
In a manner cursed in my own accord
(I don't wanna go)
So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to cry on my own)
So cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?

Yeah a whoa a whoa
If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Tonight, good night I'm burning star IV
Only I don't even think of you
No I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight goodbye
Goodnight, tonight goodbye
Yeah a whoa a whoa
Yeah a whoa a whoa
But I don't wanna think of you
No girl I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight goodbye
Goodnight, tonight goodbye