you came as beautiful as painted on gold
its pretty and bright
or so i was told
the days were fun
and my pleasures many
but then things started to change
you were the color of a penny
for they failed to mention
that gold sheds its colors
now you weren't so pretty
but you were still my lover
so i kept my head high
through the rust and decay
i looked up to the sky
when you threatened not to stay
so yes you were gold
you were pretty and fun
and then you dimmed down
the gold is now done
-not so golden gold