Betrayal is a symptom that is smarter than me
And it breaks down the walls of my beliefs
You've never been unwilling to stand under the streetlight
But the sun always tears at your teary eyes
So lo! and behold

This dagger you present me with is one of my own
I never could find it and always thought it was stolen
But the shadows that it casts are the mask of your face
And the darkness drowns me to a watery grave

And I know, never to trust you
And I sleep with eyes adrift
To watch my back, and save my ship