and when it all goes to hell.
the tattered hood
of all the fakes.
the koopa shell
of past mistakes.
the sequin mask
of a love long lost.
the broken wall
of what it cost.
the disguised face
of what was wrong.
the hidden wonder
of what took so long.
the sad facade
I could never see
past a broken heart
that will never be.
but now I can tell
what lies inside
and break apart
that sense of pride.
the battered shell
of our past mistakes.
you're the patron saint
of liars and fakes.
of all the fakes.
the koopa shell
of past mistakes.
the sequin mask
of a love long lost.
the broken wall
of what it cost.
the disguised face
of what was wrong.
the hidden wonder
of what took so long.
the sad facade
I could never see
past a broken heart
that will never be.
but now I can tell
what lies inside
and break apart
that sense of pride.
the battered shell
of our past mistakes.
you're the patron saint
of liars and fakes.