Naive
How terribly naïve
To believe
That you would never lie
It isn’t even a question of why
I treasured trust like a jewel
What an idealistic fool
I must be deaf I must be blind
To have thought you were so kind
I used to be so dumb
But now what a skeptic I’ve become
I thought you had class
You took a heart of gold and turned it into brass
Perhaps I should thank you
It’s the proper thing to do
Thanks for showing me people aren’t what they seem
Now I’ve awoken from my ignorant dream
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