Unconditional

Dreams come true, dreams fade away.
Every single lousy day!
You used to give me gifts,
wrapped in a little tiny sack.
Then you would stab me in the back.
You used to buy me great gifts
from the potter.
Now you hold my head under water.
On the cheek you'd give me a kiss,
Now on the heart you give me a cist.
Happy you always made me feel,
Now at the core, I'm starting to peel.
I look at you and see a silk sash.
You look at me and see filth and trash.
Why you stopped loving me, no one knows.
But I'll love you,
Until the roster no more crows.