All that Glitters

There is a girl, and all that glitters is fools gold

She said to me, I'll drag you under if you let me

And I feel your heart on my skin, what I'd give to feel it beat again

She's the Queen of Cups in disguise, I can feel you burn, burn my eyes

Drawn to heat and to the cold, like the glitter of fools gold

Pull me under, drag me down

Pull me under, wear your crown

Down, down, down, down

Drawn to heat and to the cold, like the glitter of fools gold