We didn't live in fairytales and I wanted to live under the love veils,
but our love was more like a tragedy because
you thought my shaking hands were an earthquake
you tried to hold me even though you knew you would ache
You said my broken skin was art
But you left me when we were apart
I found a rope hanging at where you murdered my heart once
There was no blood, just me screaming so loud
The sky drew the line between night and light
and I could almost feel your hands in this chaotic sight
I loved you with every single bone of mine
But I was never your once upon a time