Roses Are Red

Roses are Red. Violets aren’t blue,

I should have known better than to ever trust you.

You have screwed me over, way too many times,

Making all colors fade away and darkening my skies.

My memories have faded, my intuition is blurred,

As I try to block out, everything I have heard.

The rumors ran rampant that I tried to dismiss,

You’ve broken my heart in a place I can’t fix

Why would you do this? To someone you loved?!

I swear you’ll regret when push comes to shove.

Karma’s a bitch, trust me I know!

But the curtain will soon close on your little show.

Your heart is cold; your mind is a cloud

It will all fall apart and come crashing down

You always promised to pick me up once I fall,

But it was all just a lie, because after all,

Roses are Red. Violets aren’t blue,

I should have known better than to ever trust you…