So intricate, so pure
Tell me, did you put this here?
Oh sorry, I forgot
You are not the spider
That's her

Look at the beautiful water
Droplets so precious
How can you resist such melancholy?
See her blue?
Is that my grey?
Oh sorry, that is you

So fragile and insecure
Now really, what can she mend?
My paper lined heart?
Oh sorry, my mistake
It was you she did break

Look at the shadows there
So deep and morose
Can't see what I mean?
Her yellow gutted spleen
That your foot?
So sorry, my misstep