When I see those smiles,
Hers are with his,
All I felt was those cankered sores.
All I wanted was nothing to hide from.
As the void is spinning and it sucks me in,
I am not willing and I gain nothing from this grief.
I know nothing of loves genetics,
Nor a good conscience.
From the fire and the flames, this is what you’ve become of.
Wetten your brain, moisten your heart.
Everything I fought for, was your attitude.
With you, I wasn’t who I was.
I was young, vulnerable, stupid.
So were you.
They thought it wouldn’t work.
We did too.