Dying With The Embers

All will flock to soothe the heart
That's been smashed and torn apart.
But there is no sympathy
For a heartbreaker like me.

My whole surface is a lie,
A cloak I'll wear until I die.
And when I face the Lord that day,
Oh, the things He'll have to say.

But some have seen under this guise,
Some can see through the white lies.
Inside lies a cold-hearted beast
That's sickening to say the least.

I've loved and lost, and found again,
I've argued every now and then.
But the result never fails.
A broken heart to mark my trail.

I pride myself in chivalry.
So how does this happen to me?
I find my love, I know it's true.
But then my heart finds someone new.

I'm not just some uncaring fool.
I don't use women like they're tools.
I feel remorse for all my sins.
Because of me, no one wins.

So I'll keep this fickle heart locked in
Its filthy cage, this soul of sin.
Light the match, let's see who remembers
The demon dying with the embers.