Charlotte

What hurts deep inside, something in your face, my eyes devoid of pride, what you need to know, no longer is the case, wrapped in dollar notes, new to me these lies, to see your heart break, faithless turn of tide, a million ways to show, can see the Lunar waste, but nowhere else to go, desolate in my cries, sunk by rotten gain, I own up to the crime, how the wind blows, will eat grass in jail, my lips pale as snow, no time to step aside, quaff my cold Champagne, won't give reasons why, I'd do it all again.