You come with teary eye
You burned me
But yet I\'m as dry as stone
And twice the gray
Your bridge burned and now you\'re fleeing
Asking me for the savior
Yet if it never was sparked
Would you have come running to me?
I was once your angel
Your one to love and play with
Your puppet for weeks
Now the string is sniped, and the feelings melted
What is to forgive?
All my feeling burned and eroded
I slept in dirt under your deceit
But now I\'ve risen thorn bush
...
Taking back your space