I let you chain my heart
I play along with your game
You lock me up like a picture inside a frame
I bowed to you without complaining, for you not to experience shame...
Yet you tried to destroy the things that I am protecting
You trampled the life of people that I am respecting
I accepted the shoulder you offered
Enough! I am done dancing in your palm
I give up! I am sick of holding unto the hope that I can save you
I want to make things the way it used to be...
I am now cutting this string
I won’t wait for the wedding bell to ring...
I don’t need your palace full of your puppet
I rather live inside a sand castle
Can’t eat with a long table during breakfast
Your breath reeks with lust...
The emotion you have is obsession and possession
It was never love, its ruin.