She was, Just a myth, called Medusa, Turning all men to stone.
He was, Icarus, flying too close to the sun, came crashing back down to home.
There was nothing I could have done, these are tales that are now long gone. OooooooooOOooooOOooOOo, OooooooooOOooooOOoAaaaaAAAAaaaaaa.
You fooled me with a Trojan horse, which I let inside during a time of war. I welcomed pain right through my door, its trail left cries that are heard no more. And I cried, Oh I cried.