It wore the name of love, so sweet, so fair,

But clung like smoke, like poison in the air.

You said you needed me — a lovely phrase —

Yet caged my soul inside your haunted gaze.

You whispered dreams, and I believed the lie,

While shadows flickered deep behind your eye.

It wasn’t love that wrapped around my skin,

But chains of want, demanding what’s within.

You called it fate, you said we’re mean...