Understated, under my mind
Underneath clean, white lies
Our operation was unsuccesful
Only blood was left behind
Oily pools of red scattered all over the room
United at last,
Uniquely formed upon the operating table
Unforgiven, though very much appreciated
Overprotected, overly dumb
Our little tragedy was painted on ice
Oh how much I'd pay just to melt, just to lie
Unspecified it was, the way it was done
United our skulls with plastic thread.
Undo this spell so we can dance again.
Of course we will try to sew it back on
Only to bleed, only to smile, only to feel pleasure
On the operating table.
Undress me in the dark,
Unless it is the dark that makes you scream
Unveil this little tragedy so we can keep on dancing.