What a Shame!!

Thought i got your butterfly colors on my hand
Never knew you'd be lost like script in the sand
until now, the music's turn low as if touched by magic wand
What's on the menu, who can tell what'll be the next brand

I loved you so very much, and you know
Taking that for granted is to me a foolish sow
Does it matter to anyone, you are slowly going below
And carrying a heart you are willing to throw below?
What a shame!