She cried for something that could never thrive And she screamed for help at the top of her lungs She's got her father's love for veracity But she is such easy prey for liars like me Oh annabelle How do you sleep and what's worth your pain When you know that no one dies well? She's got her mother's eyes of misery Oh but for me, it's so easy to lose myself in them Oh annabelle You stole my kisses and begged for more I cried and trembled with blood on my hands Oh annabelle