you were the one who killed my crop 

cause all it took was a little Frost 

not  a snowstorm 

no, nothing so strong 

cause words couldn't form 

how much i was wrong. 

love was your con

so you took the song,

that was in my heart

and tore it apart. 

i thought i was your harmony 

but you brought me only agony 

my mind comes back to you absently 

actually 

i found my melody 

my kind prince charming 

better than any fantasy 

he acts go gallently 

when you acted nastilly 

so i'll live happily 

without you.

get a clue.

we are not acessories 

each of our hearts varies 

we don't live in stories 

so i sink to my knees 

and pray"God help the ones in need."

just like you helped me.