Untrue Love

Untrue Love free me from your chains I refused to be locked away Walking down death row For a crime I did not commit My last meal I refuse to submit You planted my prints On a weapon of a tragic Love Of my innocence I insist My plea unchanged It must be proven I was framed Coerced For what was not my first Attempt I'll drop a dime I did let him in With his alluring Scent Sense of words to please His hat drenched in candy rain Pierced within the wrapper Since that day Things have never been the same Untrue Love Aids