She put a blue rose over the tattoo
That used to be his name
She set fire to the curtains
And the dream went up in flames
But nothing ever grew there
Nothing ever changed
When She got up and walked out
Nothing ever was the same
He enabled her to need him
Someone to keep her safe
Sometimes he took her pretty places
But he kept her locked away
And she lost all her colors
To a world of black and grey
And something started missing
A little more every day
She put a blue rose over the tattoo
That used to be his name
She set fire to the curtains
And the dream went up in flames
But nothing ever grew there
Nothing ever changed
When She got up and walked out
Nothing ever was the same
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