Belladonna

Oh belladonna, never knew the pain Maybe I'm crazy, maybe it'll drive me insane The open letter just carelessly placed And your moving silence, The tea so delicately laced * out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much Came from pa*sion, and you gave it a name The fingers of poison like needles in the drivin' rain So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace Now I must slip away, but can you forget my face * repeat * repeat