I knew I was being bold

I knew you would be hard to hold

I knew you would be cold

But yet you were still my gold

You left me for what you thought was true gold

But then you found out that it was fool's gold

You begged to come back to me but it was all mold

You tried to cling on but it soon grew old

My heart which I once gave you now feels sold

I step away from you feeling like I'm fresh out from a mold

Now what's left behind is my stories untold

Have fun as you sit back and watch them unfold