My beloved
I have something to tell you
When stuff gets too good it gets bad
That dark good stuff
It always gets bad

But when it does
The bright side is
That I can see to light up again

I am your mirror
O at this moment
The world is a sort of magic triangle that talks to us

We are in the foreground and the background is blurred
And all music was written for you and me
Baby imagine

As we talk in a code
Our code of arms
A shot in the dark

My love when you look at me
Do you see that I will have to leave you
Because that dark stuff,
That heart blood

It always gets bad
I am going
To have to

But now
We are a mirror
Remember how we used to