Paradise Lost

Things aren't perfect in paradise
I call on you to crush the serpents in my garden
But you took a bite of that apple
and then you saw clearly
saw I wasn't worth it
I wasn't what you thought
The angels took you away
I fear I will never see your face again
I'm trapped
surrounded by snakes
That apple proved too tempting
That apple was worth more than me
My heels have been bitten
and now the poison allows me to see clearly
there is no more love on your face
was it ever there to begin with