Manipulation Lyrics - Emilie Autumn

The time for your escape has come and gone 

What kept you here save your own curious mind? 

You say you've seen too much, and yet look on 

Where chaster souls would run, you glance behind 

Have you no ministering angels to consult? 

I have no power to decide your fate 

The choice was yours, but therein lies the fault: 

What good is choice when choice is made too late? 

What good is virtue but a thing to lose? 

What good are all the saintly attributes? 

We wear them on and off whene'er we choose 

To correspond with fashion, end disputes. 

If you should think to speak, say but a word 

And weigh it well. No explanation give 

To those who haven't asked. What has occured 

Is nothing more than reciprocative 

Events without a price nor penalty 

You've nothing lost that I can say Ive gained 

You've acted out your part adorably 

And for my part, I hope I've entertained.