Monster

You can't blame a rose for dying In a harsh cold winter night Anymore than you can blame a lier for lying To hide from the terrors of their daily fight Wrapped up and bundled tight Shivering behind a deceiving mask of beauty and light There I lay, trying my best to come out To tell my story and what i was all about A lier, a thief, no martyr, no saint A cheater, deceiver and other things that would make a weak heart faint. You can't blame someone who has told you about their past An optimistic fool you'd be, if you think it will last I'd already failed you, in more ways than one A secret lover isn't where it had begun There was no passion, only loneliness was replaced in my head But without passion, any hope of love was already dead You can't blame a monster for trying To be everything it knew it couldn't be I'm just sorry, after all that, you had to find out that monster was me.