You trust me, don’t you? I love you.

You whispered so sweetly, I believed you, I believed you could free me from my cage.

I loved you, I trusted you.

Our bound was unreliably new

but you kept it quiet; your rage.

You trust me, don’t you? I love you.

You would whisper in the dead of night; I love you.

Our story was your play, my eyes your stage.

I loved you, I trusted you.

You were a sickening human being, through and through.

But you whispered so sweetly while onstage.

You trust me, don’t you? I love you.

I never saw it, I never expected you;

but there was something you kept hidden when off stage.

I loved you, I trusted you.

You were supposed to protect me, but in the end, you knew,

knew that I never should have left my cage.

You trust me, don’t you? I love you.

I loved you, I trusted you.