You won’t understand what she’s saying.

She found you when you were alone,

Just to dig into your brain,

Until your thoughts were not your own.

Just like she did to me.

And right before you know,

She’s too good to be,

And she’s gone tomorrow.

At first she’ll make you think it’s fun,

Doing things you’ve never done.

Lookin’ for someone to explain,

As pleasure’s driving you insane.

You’ll see,

Just don’t go with the flow.

She’s too good to be,

And she’s gone tomorrow.

She’s such a saccharine sweet.

The good times are good,

But she’ll leave you on the street.

You did all you could.

You’ll never be free.

Drowning in her depths below,

She’s too good to be,

And she’s gone tomorrow.

You’re confused now that she’s gone away,

But from the start she wasn’t real. 

She’s got someone else to play.

You’ll feel,

That it should’ve been plain to see.

She hits you when you’re low.

She’s too good to be,

And she’s gone tomorrow.