Under the weeping willow tree,
I heard my swan sing one last time,
about truth and illusions,
that broke my heart in to pieces;
winging away from me  for ever,
my broken heart repeatedly told,
**but, how could I stop, a river,
in spate, that won't stop, even if it wants.

Everything I thought I knew
Was simply just a lie
My first lesbian girlfriend
Took off with a guy
My heart fell for another
But she only made me cry
A perfect whole year
Until we finally said goodbye
An angel came to my rescue
She made me feel like I could fly
She told me she loved me
But she never came by
She didn't wanna see me anymore
With the cops I had to comply
No reason, just a clean break
Our river of love ran bone dry
My best friend from years past
Makes up stories about getting high
I'm not impressed I say to myself
Nor is anyone else I can imply
I asked my mom about her new friend
And there was nothing to deny
But just a friend she kept on saying
I saw the lie in her eye
My dad left long ago
Not sure why he didn't stand by
He said he couldn't take it anymore
And I asked the simple question why
He still loves her I can see
He didn't prove anything with his sigh
But apart they will always stay
No one for me to rely
The tightly wound strings
Will shortly untie
And then what, I worry
My love is on short supply
It's been wasted on trusting
The ones that underly
No one can be trusted
Not even the good guy