The deception, the lies,
The deceit, the wrong.
All swirl around us,
Suffocating our song.
This music was once,
Everything pure and great.
Now there are strums
Of denial... of hate.
This simple chord,
used to sing to us intertwined.
Now there is a mix of notes,
We have left the melody behind.
I guess now
That our song is through-
I should no longer be
In love with you.
