Migraine Khar

A plan of action that she must take
A chain of habits that he must break
And in the end will he say it well?
Will he say damn me to hell.

How can you?
How can you love me?
When you decieve me?
How can you?
How can you trust in me?
When you have doubt in me?

Outside lies a windy storm
Bad weather for the garden gnomes
So drink your tea and the be gone
Let this departure be of things to come

How can you?
How can you love me?
When you decieve me?
How can you?
How can you trust in me?
When you have doubt in me?