You said we may go on like this for now,
So I will continue to love you more and more.
You made no promise, there is no vow,
Yet I promised I’d never leave out the backdoor.

Together we live our days in delusion.
You tell me everything, I’d give you anything.
We are a pretty little illusion,
As long as no one talks of a wedding ring.

Your sweet adoration, my utter devotion,
Fingers digging into skin with pure desire.
Hypnotized by eachother, we keep ignoring every omen,
We keep on loving as they build our pyre.