Lied

"Simple" by a heart thats darting, broke apart from how its starting...
Starting to impede through "lust"...blank until it forms a trust.
Trust began, through me and you...strengthened by the things you do.
Do intrust this wakeful mind...to take your hand and grasp the bind.
Bind this broken heart with rope, tape it, nail it - give it hope.
Hope that sings of something new. Face the fear, to make it true.

True, hes in the shadows waiting. Living through the breath he's baiting...
Baiting her, with empty smiles...and from the window; I "live" denial.
Denial that she sings for he...lied to, till she lets me see.
See and tell her what I know. Grip her face and let it flow.
Flow from tears that stain my cheeks. Wet my lips, and make me weak.
Weak from all the lies she's told. Broken by the soul she's sold.

Sold into a market fleeting...left me shallow, empty...weeping.
Weeping dry, I sit alone. Angered by her weathered tone.
Tone from in the bed; a joke...the burnt remains, of fires stoked.
Stoked and left out in the cold. She stands defiant, blatant...bold.
Bold, she speaks of why she cheated. Tells me of the "things" she needed.
"Needed" IS, a funny word. All "I" wanted, was preferred.

Preferred, and promised with a kiss. Surprised to see how much was missed.
Missed and cold, her angered touch. Though it never felt as such...
Such a cold, and treated meaning...its trust was always slightly leaning.
Leaning in his wakeful mind.....begged her hands to grasp the bind.
Bind this broken heart with rope....I begged she hold it, give it hope.
Hope that sung of something new. We'd face the fear to make it true.
"True" it wasn't love so fleeting. Empty from our sacred meeting.

A lifetime spent, of loving you....all for what you said you'd do.