Softly we tremble tonight,
Picture perfect fading smiles are all that’s left in site,
I said I’d never leave you’ll never change
I’m not satisfied with where I’m at in life.
She told him repeatedly that she wanted nothing to do with him.
But he was the kind of guy that didn’t take no for an answer.
At first, it seemed innocent enough. A smile or a wave as they crossed paths, a bouquet of flowers to try and win her heart.
But it never seemed enough… He’d only have to try harder.
When he started following her home, the smiles faded and she made sure they crossed paths less and less.
But he was the kind of guy that didn’t take no for an answer.
At least that’s what the APD said when they found her body.
It didn’t take a detective to work out who was responsible for her death.
Am I supposed to be happy?
With all I ever wanted, it comes with a price.
Am I supposed to be happy?
With all I ever wanted, it comes with a price.
You said, you said that you would die for me….
You’ve known men like Colt Ramsey for your whole life, Narcissa.
Surely, they’re harmless. They swan over you and try to get close to you. It’s never sure what they’re attracted to more, mi amiga… Your beauty, your passion or your knack for success.
But Colt Ramsey isn’t like those other harmless Lovesick Puppies.
He’s the kind of guy that doesn’t take no for an answer.
He persisted, he continued his game until he wore you down enough to say the one word he’d longed to hear for so long.
Yes.
But it’s not that simple, is it? With you, it never is.
For you, yes always comes with conditions.
For those guys that don’t take no for an answer… You’ve always known how to deal with them.
You make them work for you.
We made plans to grow old,
Believe me there was truth in all those stories that I told.
Lost in a simple game cat and mouse are we the same people as before this came to light?
Your little game of Cat and Mouse has become one of Arcadia’s great love stories.
But I am not in the business of love, mi amiga.
I am in the business of death.
For truly, the two are not to disconnected from each other.
I come to you this week with a warning, mi amiga.
Games of Cat and Mouse can be mutually beneficial, until one gets scorned in the process. Once the deal sours, the result more often than not becomes captured for all eternity on the strings of my guitar.
And it’s only a matter of time until the story of Colt and Narcissa is the tragedy this guitar gently weeps.
Each dance you two take is one tango closer to the sweet embrace of death.
You said that you would die for me….
You must live for me too’