so ask me what I’ve seen
and ask me what I’ve done
I’ve seen my parents cry
over the loss of a son
their tears however, not for me
but for the loss of what
they thought I’d be
I’ve done some things
that you would suppose
only capable of
heartless foes
so ask me what I’ve been through
you want to know who I am?
I’ve tortured things more dear than
you
so stand there and tell me
that you understand
darling I can’t count the bruises
caused by my own hands
so ask again
it’s time you learned
these scars I have
they’re all well earned
so ask about them
it’s alright
I’m giving you
a yellow light
there’s caution tape
around my bed
another warning
where’s your head?
can’t you hear me?
get a clue
these answers are
your exit cue
don’t love me dammit
don’t you dare
I’ve told you why
girl, don’t you care
I’m scared for you
your pretty face
I wonder just
how long it takes
for you to break
and break it off
because you’re so
sweet, naive and soft
Share:
Deep piece.
I appreciate your openess.
Tfs, friend.
Also, I can relate to the opening theme. That was 🔥
thank you, friend