I didn't know...

I didn't know her heart was a cemetery.
N I didn't know she had a tombstone with my name on it.
Seems that cold chill was etched into a chisel.
I didn't know I was the pain she enjoyed as her fix.
The undertaker here above the soil.
To leave me dead inside in the middle of life.
I didn't know time would fall into stolen hands.
Lost beyond the darkness of the absent of light.
I didn't know six foot down could claim a man the way she did.
Jus inches beneath her surface where the shallow was deceiving.
Using lust in the vision of luv reaching from my grave.
Extracting that childlike emotion from me to ease her selfish relief thing.
I didn't know our playground danced on so many that couldn't warn me.
Her misdirection of my heart spilled more then a man willing to be.
Stepping to the plate blinded by the invisibility of her intentions.
I didn't know the one thing I was to lose was me...