Empty Words. (Part 2.)
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I knew she never loved me
As much as I loved her
For her eyes never shone when she talked about me
And the distance she kept that nobody else sees
For I believed that I could love others
To make up for not loving myself
And she believed that she couldn’t love others
Unless she loved herself first
I needed to feel wanted
I wanted to feel needed
So I let down my walls
And I provided her my all
I thought that if I offered her everything
That I knew she’d accept
Everything would still be fine
Everything would still be perfect
I gave her the world
In exchange for a kiss
I gave her my heart
In exchange for temporary bliss
Yet I stayed with her still
With a pained smile on my lips
Empty words thrown in my direction
And promises she would never keep.
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[A hastily written, then crumpled note in a trashcan in the studio.]
Cry out your fears
Shout out your doubts.
Beat me til’ you’re satisfied
Break me without a sound.
One hand in my hair
One hand on my throat
I’ll be fine, I swear
Just don’t leave me alone here with your coat.
I will not scream
I will not feel.
Not even when you yell at me
And go in for the kill.
Even though I’ll be bloody
Scarred from your words
I’ll still come back to you
Even though it hurts.