We know things will never work, we know the reasons why. My heart is true but yours is not and I cannot live a lie. We always want what can't be ours, never the things we need. I am happy with the simple things, you're mind is ruled by greed. Every day I watched you, hoping someday you would grow. Maybe into a beautiful flower, a loving sprig of mistletoe. Instead what grew was envy, selfishness, lies and deceit. You served it to me day and night, it's all I got to eat. The scorpions sting is resolute and it always finds it's mark. Our love is over we are finished, I can come out of the dark.