Lost Lover

Sinful Lover

When it's been long and I can't keep

To make up ways and leave the leaves

Of good old days, of happy us

When I don't have a word to say

I used to tell you you're not love

And you keep on leaving me back

But see now I've got all the bad blood

And I'm the one making mistakes

When you were perfect as the white

I always spotted the black dot out

Be it the finest still I took

The honour to accuse the best

And even though you kept ignoring

The sins I did you left them back

And now today of all I've done

Are big enough to wreck our bricks

Such a shameful lover I proved to be

And you the one with a golden heart

Was I the villain in our perfect picture

And you the hero to frame its wall

And today when I stand at the edge

Of ruining everything we had

You once again proved to be the gold

By putting a halt to my mistakes...