Lacking Silver Armour

You were a rose with hidden thorns That I foolishly come to touch I have to stop, thoughts of scorn There's no diamond in the rough You gave birth to crooked fears Never thought, love holds such grim tears I'm tired of swollen eyes and broken hearts Why draw blood on damn old scars? I'm left wondering to myself... What if I don't make you happy? What if I'm not enough? And suddenly you confirmed... I was almost, and almost was never enough You left 'cause I wasn't a prince Just a knight lacking silver armor You never wanted me, you were never happy Because all of that is found in him Crimson lips held poison in her tongue A love not as perfect as the tales Tempted from the ceiling to be hung 'Cause love was never meant to sail Like the darkness of my room I quivered at my chilly gloom Like the sadness in my smile I sobbed without a pleasant style