Love, then die.

I've got a new lover

Who can't see herself quite well

She's scared of the world

Too tired of being afraid

I've got a new lover

Who always laughs at the jokes I tell

So that I don't see she's dragging her feet through hell

And times goes by

As we try to fit the pieces of a broken heart

And love comes in a warming way

As we give our best to each other but only time will tell

If we are the right one

I've got a new lover who keeps on dreaming awake

She walks over fire to make her heart beat again

I've got a new love a poem made of herself

Through her damaged pages I can see her face

I can see her well

I can see her well.