Fake, snake
He's in the grass
I'm a rake.

Broke.
The embers I stoke
On your soul I ****.

Saught you
Left with naught,
In a net caught.

Strings pulled taut
In the fire wrought,
But I love you.

I treat you like this,
You treat me like ****
But still it's you I miss.

I treat you like rolatyty,
No loyalty no love.
As far as the stars above.