This is just a fairytale,
a dream,
a myth,
the touch of your skin wrapped around me,
you're like a snake slithering into my mind,
even if you poison my on the way in I'll still stay with you.
I will still care no matter what happens,
but the thing is that I know what happens after,
it all ends.
All that's left is me getting hurt.
I don't think I can do it,
I don't think I can stand by you.
But this is just a fairytale,
a dream,
a myth,
because in real life, you wouldn't care at all.
