always wishing for a happy ever after

pretending I lived in a fairy tale

I should have known

intoxication ruins expectations

couldn't see the mischief you could hide

trusted because my desperation

now I am lost

Had I been rich

would you have loved

or was I too dumb

I've let you in

but now you're done

so you left

and I'm dead and numb

you've stolen all that I could use

my skin, my soul, my finest jewels

you trade it for something new and than

you've give away the half of me

with my sins, my fucking self-pity

so that has been the death of me