I fell in love with a flight of stairs
And the stars stared and aligned in pairs
And I do not care if no one cares
So just shut up and listen
Her seasoning changed to fit her moods
Her seasons change but still taste good
For different reasons just like food
I laughed myself to sleep
Today I learned how to get burned
In turn I learned how bad it hurts
I could love, the stairs could take it
Learn it, fake it but never make it
She liked my shoes upon her carpet
She liked the bruise upon my heart, it
matched the color of her favourite mood
I will lose, but I can't stop it
Although my feet wore different colours
She found retreat in the street of others
Her wood varnish, my green leathers
We were lovers without love or pleasures
And now I'm jealous and in a rut
A rut I dug and can't get out of
About a slut I dug but figured out
And now these cuts have triggered doubt
in me...