By Renee Bruins
I should have known
How the story always goes,
That you never loved me, and I was alone.
At first, our love sat on a throne
Although the king knew and then chose
I should have known.
Our love was temporary, like a loan
I tried to save you like a wilting rose.
Although you never loved me, and I was alone.
The game you played made me want to atone.
However, it was right then and there that I suppose
I should have known.
Even though I have grown
I can still feel the woes
Of how you never loved me, and I was alone.
I should have never flown
For how the story always goes.
I should have known
That you never loved me, and I was alone.
