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A Black Rose For You
It was all about self-destruction
Such a silly human construction
To take a heart and leave it shattered
Revoke everything small that mattered
I payed the price for accusing you
If only the price I really knew
That you would take my mistake
And throw it all back in my face
You said you loved me and it was a lie
You made me a fool, made me want to die
I was scared of the things inside
Emotions raw that I couldn't confide
I payed the price for screwing love
And I made believe it was enough
That you said you forgave my breaking words
Before the tables were upturned
I'll never be as sorry as I am for hurting you
You'll never be as sorry for what you put me through
We made believe so we could take revenge
Though nothing really was avenged
Two broken people that couldn't love
When love could never be enough
And so my confession to your last betrayal
That you never loved me anyway
I do it all again for one more hit
But truthfully this silence is my last twist
Because you know we never can go back
When we painted the roses black
© Indie Adams 2011
Such a silly human construction
To take a heart and leave it shattered
Revoke everything small that mattered
I payed the price for accusing you
If only the price I really knew
That you would take my mistake
And throw it all back in my face
You said you loved me and it was a lie
You made me a fool, made me want to die
I was scared of the things inside
Emotions raw that I couldn't confide
I payed the price for screwing love
And I made believe it was enough
That you said you forgave my breaking words
Before the tables were upturned
I'll never be as sorry as I am for hurting you
You'll never be as sorry for what you put me through
We made believe so we could take revenge
Though nothing really was avenged
Two broken people that couldn't love
When love could never be enough
And so my confession to your last betrayal
That you never loved me anyway
I do it all again for one more hit
But truthfully this silence is my last twist
Because you know we never can go back
When we painted the roses black
© Indie Adams 2011
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