The thing is that we'd be outlaws in this cruel world
To them, the thought of you and I is absurd
They say it's a sin and wish I was a dove
It isn't enough to tell them that with you, I'm in love
They want me to be pure,
To love a man, to untint my soul
They say I have a darkness within me,
That the devil has tricked me
I gave my heart to a woman
But to them, even selling my soul would make me look more human
They won't listen, they won't learn
All they say is that in the end we will burn
But I'd happily take all that pain and suffering
If in the end I get to buy you a wedding ring
Even when they suck out all our happiness
Like leaches on our souls trying to steal our breath
We'll bring each other to life again, we will prevail
And live happily ever after just like the fairytales.
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