Your Broken Smile

I give you a broken a smile,
Then ask you to stay awhile.
In my arms you are dieing,
When I say I love you, I am lieing.
Because if I did, I would let you go,
Nothing I can say will mend you, so
I just try to write you songs
Like "my heart longs."
To stay with you forever,
But when I pull the lever,
The curtains open
And I am hoping
That it is our scene,
Our sick twisted means,
Of living in a dream,
Or so it seems.
I write ballads to no one who cares