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Fairy tales and soft white veils

Contrast with this lovers wail

For honesty and love returned

By a man who spoke with a voice that burned.



Lips of blue and palms so white

Promenade through a cold, dark night.

This is the image of the death of love

Caught between a push and shove.



Well, who would have thought thatd Id be a fool

And fall for the one who followed the rules

But behind closed doors hed trick and hed treat

Each tender word he spoke dripped with deceit.



Hidden behind a mangled mask

Lies of love become his only task

But this masquerade of love is foul

And eventually truth beings to howl



Who would have thought thatd Id be a fool

And fall for the one who followed the rules

But behind closed doors hed trick and hed treat

Each tender word he spoke dripped with deceit.



The doors, high and mighty, are open now

And all can see his fraudulent vow

To fairy tales and soft white veils

Pierced through his heart with a blunt, rusty nail.