The tears I cry are for you,
For the many songs you sang.
My arms out stretched toward you,
Just feel to feel you fade away.
What happened to my happy place,
Wrapped in your arms?
Is there no place I can stay,
To be surrounded by warmth?
Why do I feel,
Like you took my heart and you know it?
Love's a battlefield,
And you shot the first bullet.
So I'm already wounded,
When you found me.
You cradled me in your arms,
And sing me to sleep.
But not long after,
You strike me with your whip of lies.
You walk away from me,
As your love for me dies.
I stood there like a child,
Left alone in a solitary home.
By the time I cried out,
You were already gone.
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