Sweet song

His sweet words pour through her ears
Like a sweet song, it plays on
Pulling the strings of her heart.
As the months turn to years
Will he be the reason she falls apart?
Independent strong and clever
But weak to his demands
Barely keeping it together
There she lies in his hands
Like a serpent sweetly slithers
So his words do deceive
Her walls ever slowly wither
But his love naught to receive
And so the song plays on and on
But she will never break free
like a sweet song it plays on