Love was kind for a time
But now just aches and it makes me blind
This mirror holds my eyes too bright
But I can't see the others other in my life

We too young and heads too strong
To bear the weight of these lovers eyes
I feel numb beneath your tounge
Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes

But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord forget all of my sins
And let me die where I lie
Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes

There is no drink or drug I've tried
To rid the curse of these lover's eyes
I feel numb beneath her tounge
Her stength just makes me feel less stong

But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord forget all of my sins
And let me die where I lie
Beneath the curse of my lovers eyes

I walk slow
I walk slow
Take my hand help me on my way
Hahh...