Least Of These

When I walk by
Your not supposed to leave, come closer
Won't you please come close
I ask for drink
Don't pretend not to hear, come closer
Won't you please come close

The cause of your demise
Has conjured up in repeated lies
You're caught up in your life
You're beautiful
Yet so pitiful

I start to cry
My tears you did not dry,
Won't you please come close
I begged for life
But you left me here to die,
Won't you please come close

The cause of your demise
Has conjured up in repeated lies
You're caught up in your life
You're beautiful
Yet so pitiful

When will you first see
That your true beautty
Goes beyond skin deep
Places makeup won't reach
The teuth about life
It's the cause of remorse
Beauty is fleeting
And a beautiful corpse is still a corpse