Songs

Blood In The Ballroom I never wanted money, I only wanted you, and in that firey summer we promised to stay true. But then I found another, is she that girl I spy? I wish that she would die! The seconds tick to minutes as I watch from the car. The party people enter. I wonder who they are. I think about the passion but was your passion bait? My passion lives as hate! (solo) I blink into the ballroom. My dress is scarlet red. They see the gun and panic, I point it at his head, he begs me not to fire, so I don't shoot him dead. I shoot myself instead!