• Your sword is sharp and cold
    But it is poison as well
    This poison is like a hypnosis
    A spell I can never break away from
    Perhaps the poison comes from your lips
    Lips that have poisoned many others like me
    Who are now suffering because of your roaming heart
    Despite all this, I did not fear your sword
    You gave me your word that you would keep it sheathed
    I foolishly opened the gates to all my treasures
    And even gave you the key!
    Little did I know that from the beginning
    Your eyes were set upon another besides me
    Blinded by love, I didn't care to notice
    You stole all my treasures and would never return them
    Yet you still insist to me
    Your words and heart were not false
    Maybe so, maybe they were true for a day
    But words that cannot be true every day
    Are not in fact true to me
    Finally when your poison had touched me deepest
    When your spell had its tightest grip on me
    You unsheathed your sword and drove it deep
    Cutting through my heart straight into my soul
    And as I sank down to my knees
    You were already gone to cast your spell on another
    Now I lie here broken and empty
    Swearing to never again open my heart
    It was then that I realized, with sickness and fear
    You still had the key