I know you’re no prince,
I know you’re no masked hero;
I know you’re an ass, a prig, a prude
I know, you admitted you were.
I told you, one day,
You would break my heart,
I told you, one day,
You would make me cry.
And yet I hoped you would keep your word -
Oh God those words –
Trust and hope despite all my words;
Despite my deep-down protective words:
You deceived me!
All you said were words,
They meant nothing!
You asked me to believe
And I did,
I asked you to stay
And you left,
And I died – No! Not die
I live.