Tales

It’s getting late for you too, you think as you undress
You find no fun this time, it’s kinda sad instead
You walked upstairs on thoughts you found pointless before
What you’ve done to your life, what you’ve done with your world
Love tales and stories, they dig a hole on you
I promise no more worries, if you promise not to fool
You look so tiny when you say your hair loses it’s gold
Your smile becomes dark and empty, and your soul crawls through the floor
I was no angel when I found you, I’ve seen all this before
I can see it in your eyes, I can feel it in you words
You didn’t use to wear much makeup, your heels were forgotten somewhere
Those child-like expresions have been taken somewhere else
Maybe I am not what you expected, but we both can call this home
But I’ll still be here tomorrow, but I won’t leave you alone