You say that you are willing to fight for me

To protect me

And I wish I knew what you hoped to gain

From that promise

There is no glory to earn

From saving things

That cannot save themselves

You say that it is worth it

That you enjoy my company

And I think

You misunderstand my protests

I was always meant

To rot away

With the pumpkins and cobwebs

Nobody wants after Halloween

And it was never my intention

To defy fate