Here in this cold white room
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more
No one mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands
Before it touches you, before it touches me
Il adore, Il adore, Il adore
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do?
Whirling, swirling, never blue
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
Did you ever ask those strangers what they're looking for?
But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away
Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen
Whirling, swirling, never blue
It's hard to imagine him as he used to be
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do?
Tied up to these machines
Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen
Sensitive boy, good with his hands
Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure?
How far must it go? How near must it be?
Here in this cold white room
It's hard to imagine life as it used to be
Silence equals death, this is what they say
Tied up to these machines
