It is a midnight hue,
A blue-ish black.
The lies that flew,

And stabbed my back.
My heart is dark and cold
The warmth and loving it does lack.

Now I’m empty, but oh you were so bold.
Taking me in and revealing to me your love.
As to let me think I was worth more than gold,

As if I was something heavenly from above.
Now I know it is purity you unfold.

Making pretend you’d give me free-love.
Never again shall you lie to me.
I hid myself in, almost like a glove.

You are gone and I can finally see.
Love was always priced and never free.