Copper buttons are way too much.
Silver laces again. those golden slippers that I paid you for.
Still you walk the same.
Satin loving is tattered now. It seems the thick was just too thin.
Free the dog from its collar now, and dye our leaves against the wind.
A startled wish upon a trail of woes. It's an act of desperation.
The friends you never have are always foes. On this row of desolation.
On that trail I saw a diamond eye. It was gazing softly on me.
It was gyroscopic and I dare not hide. So I died without you next to me.
Stop the presses cause we've found our man in a suffocated shame.
I saw you strutting the other day, and still you walk the same.