Painfully, it came to me like a razor that cuts a ribbon on your throat:

You're part of me, and a part of me is in danger of losing all my self-control

Who is this person you turned out to be?

You had me convinced for so long;

Smooth on the surface but sharp underneath;

You were 'the beast' all along

And you keep coming back, you keep coming back: it always ends the same

I can see, you were born to be – it's your nature: you were better on your own

But stupidly, I believed it was safer to be the one who never knows –

What kind of person you turned out to be

You had me convinced for so long

Smooth on the surface but sharp underneath

You were 'the beast' all along

And you keep coming back, you keep coming back: it always ends the same

Truthfully, you have always been like a stranger; and here I am the last to know

It's just like me to be so naïve - I'm a failure, to let my inhibitions go

Who is this person you turned out to be?

You had me convinced for so long;

Smooth on the surface but sharp underneath;

You were 'the beast' all along

And you keep coming back, you keep coming back: it always ends the same