Yeah, you were scarred
You were cryin' loud right out in the schoolyard
And, yeah, I felt good
Everything I knew was going just as it should
I saw the tree
Carved in it 666 and he found me
But I am no fool
I know every time I look in his eyes he sees me too

Dry your eyes
I won't tell your mother
She won't ever discover
The things you kept under the covers

And, please, don't cry
I am not your brother
I am not your lover
And there is nothing wrong

Composição: Alexander Giannascoli