My youth I spent in a pointless quest for love
There were casualties and prayers aimed above
Selfless, I reached for what dreams are made of
Illusions from which I could never get enough,

That flawless vision that I thought would exist
The shelter she was supposed to give me and bliss
But old wounds emerged to ruin even a gentle kiss
Young lovers that seemed to be destined for the abyss,

My dear, I loved you more than life itself
All of my dreams I foolishly put on a shelf
Time stood still and I sacrificed myself
You became my odd little awkward elf,

To be loved without completing this puzzle
Like a pet every once in a while you would nuzzle
Murdering my heart with the end of a gun muzzle
Like the wine I drank but never guzzled,

My perfect angel the time we squandered with each other
I was your knight and you became my punishing mother
Either I neglected you or you complained I smothered
The bloodshed of arguments and thoughts never covered,

We were lonely even by each other's sides
Anxious for some other form of erotic ride
We took a lifetime love and shoved it aside
We became each other's miserable travel guides,

We could have embraced the gates of dawn
Yet we allowed the skirmishes to go on and on
Playing a fool's game with Satan's spawn
Upon a chessboard of sadness, we were both pawns,

You were my perfect angel or so I thought
But the world came rushing in and I found you were not
You could have been the sweet cherries from the tree
Out of your own pain, you only ended up hurting me.