I'm so sick of myself Feels like I'm falling apart And my eyes they burn (Seeing what I've become) In the mirror there's a lie My cunning eyes My cunning eyes (And a devious smile) That voice That voice of hers That voice That voice of hers Was a blessing and a curse That voice That voice of hers That voice That voice of hers I'm so sick of myself Feels like I'm falling apart And my eyes they burn (Seeing what I've become) I should have drowned myself At the bottom of a sea Regretting as I see the reflection of my face Disappearing rapidly That voice That voice of hers That voice That voice of hers Was a blessing and a curse If there's no tomorrow Take this arrow I won't hold a grudge I guess I owe you that much If there's no tomorrow Take this arrow I won't hold a grudge I've cursed our names I've seen it all before I've seen it all before I've seen it all before I've cursed our names