The Fool

 
  I gave her precious stones
     when she was already  
       a diamond
 
I gave her flowers
      when she was already
a lily in a field of roses
 
I believed I told her everything
   she wanted to hear
and all she ever wanted was the truth
 
I fought her fire  
  with fire
and extinguished
 her fragile soul
 
So this wreckage who once  
   had it all because  
he had her
  sits alone in a room  
filled with fools