Laid out, puking in the back of a fancy bar.
You and your friends in the front booth,
laughing at my sweet naivety; and its awkward gravity.
Three years, saw the decimation of the world in you.
Messiah complex led a fickle flu, to see its antidote and end in you...
and now I’m gonna leave you.
Eloise, Eloise,
you never meant that much to me
Baby please let go, my Eloise
Let it breed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me.
My Eloise, you talk the world from me.
So beautiful, the ugliness within you.
Last of three, baby of the family;
spoiled to bits, and rotten to the shining core of you.
And mad with power I’ve seen corrupt, the leaders of this nation
Stricken with, the sickly imitation of a love, the Lord would never stitch
You’ve got my cake, it’s time to dine on the rich
Eloise, Eloise,
you never meant that much to me
Baby please let go, my Eloise
Let it breed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me.
My Eloise, you talk the world from me.
[Spoke]
Band-Aid, just a bloody Band-Aid. That’s all I ever really was to you Eloise.
A soldier with a syndrome, the dreams of childrens’ screams.
You molded, you shaped, like a god who loathed to create.
Two Band-Aids, two infected Band-Aids, that’s all we really were to each other Eloise.
A couple of stupid kids, throwing a ball back and forth, to see who drops it first!
Eloise, Eloise, you never meant that much to me.
Baby please let go, my Eloise
Let it breed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me.
My Eloise, you talk the world from me.
You talk the world from me
You talk the world from me
You talk the world from me
You talk the world from me.
