Belladonna

Oh Belladonna never knew the pain

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe it'll drive you insane

The open letter just carelessly placed

And you move in silence, the tea so delicately laced



Out of reach, out of touch

How you've learned to hate so much



Came from passion, and you gave it a name

The fingers are poisoned like needles in the drivin' rain

So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace

Now I must slip away, but can you forget my face