| Song | Treacherous |
| Artist | Vyvienne Long |
| Album | Caterpillar Sarabande |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Treacherous | |
| Try to be good | |
| To break up this sadness | |
| When someone else could | |
| Erase all this madness | |
| Losing control | |
| Grip on reality | |
| Fragmented soul | |
| And resident malady | |
| But you were sublime | |
| Your words were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so lecherous | |
| Nothing so good as when it’s bad | |
| You were the best I’ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Pray for the end | |
| You prey on my weakness | |
| And none will defend | |
| What makes me feel weakest | |
| Breaking the ice | |
| Was not my intention | |
| I’m stuck in a vice | |
| Still I cannot mention that | |
| You were sublime | |
| Her lips were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so reckless | |
| Nothing so good as when it’s bad | |
| You were the best I’ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| So good, so good |
| Treacherous | |
| Try to be good | |
| To break up this sadness | |
| When someone else could | |
| Erase all this madness | |
| Losing control | |
| Grip on reality | |
| Fragmented soul | |
| And resident malady | |
| But you were sublime | |
| Your words were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so lecherous | |
| Nothing so good as when it' s bad | |
| You were the best I' ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Pray for the end | |
| You prey on my weakness | |
| And none will defend | |
| What makes me feel weakest | |
| Breaking the ice | |
| Was not my intention | |
| I' m stuck in a vice | |
| Still I cannot mention that | |
| You were sublime | |
| Her lips were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so reckless | |
| Nothing so good as when it' s bad | |
| You were the best I' ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| So good, so good |
| Treacherous | |
| Try to be good | |
| To break up this sadness | |
| When someone else could | |
| Erase all this madness | |
| Losing control | |
| Grip on reality | |
| Fragmented soul | |
| And resident malady | |
| But you were sublime | |
| Your words were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so lecherous | |
| Nothing so good as when it' s bad | |
| You were the best I' ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Pray for the end | |
| You prey on my weakness | |
| And none will defend | |
| What makes me feel weakest | |
| Breaking the ice | |
| Was not my intention | |
| I' m stuck in a vice | |
| Still I cannot mention that | |
| You were sublime | |
| Her lips were treacherous | |
| Suitable time | |
| For feeling so reckless | |
| Nothing so good as when it' s bad | |
| You were the best I' ve ever had | |
| Nothing so good | |
| Because we could | |
| Nothing so good | |
| So good, so good |