Believe me because I’m all out of options
Believe me because am falling for a lot of distractions
I need to be honest and I was but honestly turn into lies
Formed by desperation I cried for you and told the world I would die for you
And now I will, for I tarnished the very fruit I wanted to pick up.
I fill it with poisons to think it would get better but to only worsen
I’m sorry Grape is sorry