With each unscripted sentence

We were sketching out the scaffolding

With hopeful hands and blind pens,

Constructing something worth upholding.

And so sturdy seemed the lattice of beams

I couldn't yet see the fraying seams in between.

Neither Fate nor Chance labored in any part

Because you held all the cards from the very start!

This kind of love so unrequited

yet so easily ignited.

How could I defy it?

Even when you burnt inside me a hole

Where no other love could ever grow

And so politely stood back

with a look so relaxed,

To watch it consume all I am

In a storm of hot ash.

CHORUS?:

So you crossed my heart

with scars a thousand times

And stitched my lips with your excuses

and a ball of twine.

Because we all have our poisons,

and you memorized mine

The architecture of a deathtrap

even I couldn't deny.

So ill be the marionette and

you be its master,

And love shall be the threads

that keeps me tightly fastened.

Because in this game of deceit

I can only use what you choose

to give me.

Yet I find my only tool is honesty.

With shaking hands I laid my guts out on the table

A move I knew later would prove to be fatal

As you sifted through them with a soothsayers gaze

Eliciting a destiny that'd bury me

But one that I eventually forgave.

So could we play this game on equal terms?

Because my heart will wither before it will learn

And this house of cards will topple before it burns

If we can't see each others hand

and the cards that let our blueprint stand.

A plan that was so clear, so well defined

Set in the stone fortress in your mind.

You confessed that this would eventually end

it was only a matter of time.

And I asked you is that what the blueprints said

Because I don't remember that line.

So as first place I was a dud,

Though it just didn't add up.

When hatred is the reward

for loving too much.

So ill manufacture the memory

That you thought that this would spare me.

The belief that release was

pulling the trigger in my face

And not the thread caress of a razor blade.

But as my lifeblood wanes

Bleeding on weak knees

I find it hard to explain

This pain-borne relief

Crafted in crimson on my jeans

And now perhaps ive come to see

What you really were beneath

Just a Barbie doll with teeth,

Just a silhouette of the Juliet

I wanted you to be.

You passed on the gift

Of the infernal blueprint

Damned me to drag this cross

Through the garden of my relationships.

And ill scream I wont be buried

in this hole in me you dug.

But as the shovel gets to work

And the earth stains my shirt,

I cant help but look up at you with love.