Naive

Each day was another round, you were a vulture at ringside
Heard you jeer, saw you smile when I went down
Bitter words under breath to deflect from your own crimes
Nothing more than a pretence to protect all the shame you can't hide

I thought you be the champion calling for the best of me
I thought you'd shed a light on all I could not see
Turns out I was wrong to believe
How the hell can I still be so naive

You put down those around you with ease like it was alright
I caught a few in the firing line
Burning holes in the memories I had of the good times
How'd you get so cruel bitter and full of spite

I thought you be the champion calling for the best of me
I thought you'd shed a light on all I could not see
Turns out I was wrong to believe
How the hell can I still be so naive
So naive
So naive
So naive

I thought you be the champion calling for the best of me
I thought you'd shed a light on all I could not see
Turns out I was wrong to believe
How the hell can I still be so naive
How the hell can I still be so naive
How the hell can I still be so naive
How the hell can I still be so naive



Credits
Writer(s): Gareth John Owen Dunlop
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