I warned you to stay away. I told you to keep your feelings at bay. Warning you it would never work. Telling you, you would only get hurt.
I watched you grow, and begin to change. While I went insane. Knowing I would cause you pain. I saw you tremble when you were weak. As I sit and weep. I don't want to wreak such havoc on your heart.
If only you could see this chain that is bound to me. I am chained to a man in a grave. No longer here with me. One day I finally found the key. That set me free. Only to be chained again.
By a boy that is to young. Alive and well, but blind to me. He holds my heart, and the key. To this iron clasp around me. So can't you see. I can never set you free.
You have bound yourself to me. Yet you didn't see the chain that bound me. I don't mean to cause you pain and misery. I was just trying to be me.
I tried to help, to set you free. You are no longer weak, and you don't tremble at the knee's. I saw your sin, on a whim. To bad you can never win.
For my chains are made of gold. From a story yet to be told. Set forth from the mold. Made before I was born. On that lowly morn.
I was cursed to always be chained to the wrong man. To never be set free. So can't you see. It can never be.
