Our art was beautiful

you ruined me

The art we create is beautiful
You touch me with your words
What slips from your mouth is blissful
And never goes unheard
The art we create is beautiful
You also touch me with your hands
You touch parts that are tasteful
From this moment on we are damned
The art we created was beautiful
As I shed a tear and you stood there
With a face of a unfaithful
This art was damaged by an affair