I looked at his face
And saw a monster.
I looked at his body
And saw a man.
I looked into his eyes
And saw sorrow.
I listened to his voice
And heard an angel.
I kissed him
And felt passion.
There were no faults on him
But on me.
I left him there
To die alone.
I left him
All for a man of worldly beauty,
Truly blinded to what beauty really was.
All to be haunted
By his memory.
By my Phantom,
My Angel,
My Love.