To The Stage

I'm out the door, I'm on my [bad word] again like every night before
I'm off the wall, out of my [bad word] mind, I'm out of control
I'll be the end of her, I'm in her head and in control
She's let me in, now take a sip and let the show begin
The floor's all yours, the house is full
You've made the slip now take the fall
I pull your strings, you're too deep in
So will she sink or swim

Oh she's down, how very spectacular
What a work of art I've spawned
Man am I proud of myself on this one
She's such a [bad word] masterpiece
Self [bad word] in such a pretty little thing

I know that I should walk away
But I can't bring myself to quit this game
She's just a beautiful girl with the weight of the world on her shoulders
I'm just a kick in the teeth from a world that's painted gold.

She's out the door, she's on her [bad word] again like every night before
She's off the wall, out of her [bad word] mind, she's out of control
I was the end of her
In her head, in control

Just like before
I should've told you again
That I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry