(Verse 1)
Ivory flesh, the razor's caress,
Crimson drops stain her evening dress.
Blood hits the floor—
She won't take it no more.
Tears turn to ice
by the end of the night.
Black lipstick stains on the bathroom mirror.
Her twisted reflection becomes more clear—
She’s fading, but not from fear.


(Chorus)
Ooh, oh...
What a beautiful tragedy.
Ooh, oh...
It was never meant to be.
Like roses grown in cemeteries,
Your love was the death of me.


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(Verse 2)
Eyeliner smeared with the moonlight’s tears,
Another night, another scream no one hears.
She stares at the cracks in the porcelain sink,
Each one a memory she tries not to think.
A heart once gold, now rusted in red,
She sleeps with ghosts beneath her bed.


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(Chorus)
Ooh, oh...
What a beautiful tragedy.
Ooh, oh...
It was never meant to be.
You wrote your name across my skin,
Then left like love was sin.

[Guitar Solo]

(Bridge)
The candle burns low,
But she still glows.
Dancing alone with shadows she knows.
Her pain’s an art,
Her soul, a shrine—
To a love that crossed the line.


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(Chorus – Final)
Ooh, oh...
What a beautiful tragedy.
Ooh, oh...
Now you're just a memory.
She walks the night in velvet gloom,
A black rose waiting to bloom...