One Verse Song
To amuse and through what tooth shall the truth be spoken as lies?
To amuse not I but you, for a fool's lost youth be left broken and left to hide,
To reverse what hurts through song and its one love verse,
to leave it cursed as lay the dirt, what wrong shall come of first?
To judge ones act without a strand of fact, indeed a fall which never ends,
to love and want back, a stand to that, why we cannot remember when,
So we sit through a bliss of this, though we know we all hurt wrong,
so to it I threw a kiss, for I know I've spoken the one verse song.