My name it aint nothing, my story is plain, and I'm as worn as a two-tied shoe. As I wake and find the day half gone at night she's the one for me, a love I thought I knew. My mistress, my queen, my lord, she's stealing my brain; if it aint gone it must be leaving. Silence is drowned, all the lights we shake, she don't care there are many others still. I know that I see her closing in on me. Black widow killing off the ones that love her the most. I remember it well, the night we fell She was looking back and I went running after. What a time it was. Speaking of, where does time go? It's tangled up in her ways. But I see her closing in on me. Black widow killing off the ones that love her the most.