The Assassin.

I work in the dead of night,
when the streets are quiet and no one is around to track my moves.
Racing the yellow lights to find the gate open,
she's waiting in the room and so I just step on through.

You get in, you get done and then you're gone.
You never leave a trace, or show your face.
Should've turned around and left before the sun came up
but then it did come up.

Enter the morning light,
burning the curtains and the wine.
Stuck in a little white room with her head heavy on me,
her heavy breathing is the prevailing sound.

You get in, you get done and then you get gone.
You never leave a trace, or show your face.
Should've turned around and left before the sun came up
but then it did come up.

Suddenly I'm in over my head and I can hardly breathe.
Suddenly I'm floating over her bed and I feel everything.
Suddenly I know exactly what I did, but I can not move a thing.
And suddenly I know exactly what I've done and what it's gonna mean.

I was a killer,the best they'd ever seen
I'd steal your heart before you ever felt a thing
I'm an assassin and I had a job to do
Little did I know the girl was an assassin too.

-Mazeeno