Your strokes they were just so truthless
Your colours they made me ruthless
Made me stand and stare at my reflection
You told me my eyes were just perfection
You let me finish dreaming
But it turns I was hopeless
You painted my picture
Never let me see the truth
Of what canvas holds
And when you hung it up in my heart
I never felt so cheated
Those eyes you tried to perfect
They weren't mine
Those lips, rose and red
They never lived
Your black frame lied like like a raven
Showed me a picture I never was in
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:27 PM UTC
Your strokes they were just so truthless
Your colours they made me ruthless
Made me stand and stare at my reflection
You told me my eyes were just perfection
You let me finish dreaming
But it turns I was hopeless
You painted my picture
Never let me see the truth
Of what canvas holds
And when you hung it up in my heart
I never felt so cheated
Those eyes you tried to perfect
They weren't mine
Those lips, rose and red
They never lived
Your black frame lied like like a raven
Showed me a picture I never was in