la vie en rose

Sweetly dripping off my tongue 
The iron taste of love gone wrong
You sharpened knives carve into me
And sugar masks your bitter tea

Bleeding out, I’m cold on the floor
The round is done but you’re back for more
Am I to blame, should I have trained?
Now you’re home-free and I’m bloodstained

Rose-colored glasses I blindly reach for
Back on they go, and love I begin to pour
Your cup always full, mine not to be found
But I’m still here, you have me spellbound

Your razor-blade words are thorn-lined walls
Barriers I can’t get past, and I always fall
I surrender, there’s nowhere to run
Silence awaits me, you’ve finally won