People are who they are, don't let them sell you what only looks to be real, Because pretty soon their true colours will bleed from head to heel.
The first few days might seem perfect,
As if it were fantasy.
But that's the thing you don't get,
That this is reality.
You'll never know their real intent
Because you'll be busy using the future to escape from the present.
They'll make you promises, and every word might seem true,
But just because they do that, doesn't mean they won't hurt you.
And when they're done, they'll leave you out in the cold, filling your soul with hate,
So you better realise it now before it's too late.
