Gold digger

I broke the piggy bank of my heart, I robbed the banks of love, I worked the fields of affection and I grew kisses in my back yard, yet it was still not enough, for diamonds shine more brightly in your eyes. I guess even tho love is priceless, what I had to offer was not enough to match what his pockets dropped at your feet. The queen of my life you could have been, yet a trophy you have become. The lover of my dreams reduced to a toy that you will forever be. The shine of gold is bright but even gold fades to black, yet love never fades.