[Verse 1]
Do you remember a time
When you felt blinded by the pale dying light?
Innocent eyes
Tracing the corners like the fingers on a knife
When vanity comes and blows away their patience
You need to see the words
We want to be seen, but faceless in the mirrors
We hoped

[Chorus]
Bury the hatchet deeper and nothing can grow
And no one else can see, no one has to know
That we are the last romantics, death of an era
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love

[Verse 2]
Remember a time
When you felt sleighted by the shifting shade of night?
Watching desire
Unfold like a tragedy inside a jealous mind
Ice on the grass, crawling past the edges
Makes your blood run cold
Reality brings you back to the sensation
You know
[Chorus]
Bury the hatchet deeper and nothing can grow
And no one else can see, no one has to know
That we are the last romantics, death of an era
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love

[Bridge]
The cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love
This imitation is the cruelest kind of love
The cruelest kind of love