Beg Pardon

When I spoke I had no way of knowing The intent of my organs Or that my heart would betray me forever I did not know the ways My eyes could be decieved Or that beauty was often cruel I did not speak of lies I did not sing a sirens lullaby I followed, and I was greatly misled Bone crushing pain I never meant to share But the trick of fate Is that pain will always be there Truthful lips dripped honey I thought on every word I thought I spoke the truth Then the stone hit the bird Falling from my high Like a mania calm down I dropped into depression As the stone hit the ground