All proceeds go to hell

Inside me I hide all my emotion,

I cloak it from others, no hurt or devotion.

There are people who transact, dragging along a smile,

But in the end they get hurt, and it's my number they dial.

I've gave love a chance, but it reared its true head,

And transformed to a dragon, abusing me instead.

So I lock up away, so no feelings can get me,

But I still manage to hurt those I cherish, around me.

Happiness has given me a chance, blessed me with care

I've got friends I cherish, but a demon's life isn't fair

I still have secrets I hide for their own good, that I can't tell –

Cos then the things that happiness gives me, well –

All proceeds go to hell.

They've cursed me for life, its worse than pain

You have to keep to yourself, and the weight drives you insane

The weight of depression, the secrets and lies

The way you're always lonely and sad, but have to disguise

The truth – or it'll get out, happiness will turn bad

And take away the only thing you've truly wanted and had

The horrible truth has set fire to your dreams

But if it is spoken, it will rip reality at the seams

So here I stand, in this busy lifetime

Fighting and fending it, but also committing - crime

I still have secrets I hide for their own good, that I can't tell –

Cos then the things that happiness gives me, well –

All proceeds go to hell.

All proceeds go to hell

So I keep myself enigmatic, never leaving open a door

Therefore knowing, they're lives are secure

So I lock myself up, and hide away the key

And the mystery grows deeper, till eventually

The key may be discovered, the secrets – found.

Or my mystery will stay hidden, deep underground

And as much as I want to tell you

To confide in someone true

I keep telling myself over and again

Just to prove its moral to be feign

All proceeds go to hell

All proceeds go to hell

So, Titans , I'll never tell.