I thought it would be nice
To find a temporary fix
You say your heart is split in two
Nothing a bit of whiskey can’t do
To drown your hurt
You said “take long uninterrupted walk with me
Please talk to me.
Let me cry on your shoulder uncomfortably
I’ll make you laugh about who we use to be.”
And maybe that’s better than
What we could have been .
You’ve been running, crying, screaming, fighting
Off all of your demons
Fake your suicidal thoughts
Just to see if I was listening
Don’t be an insult to the real thing
Or be a mockery to my old ways
You’ve created all these problems and
Gave me little back to solve them
And God says to “forgive”
What a joke
You couldn’t even give $200 a month
You think $200 will heal all the damage you’ve done?
I think I deserve a soul for the soul I could have lost
And there you go playing pretend happy family
While you ask me for comfort for the mistakes that you’ve made
And when you come right back out of it
We’re the dust on your shoulders
I think I deserve to be bitter
When you’re saying that you’re better
Better when it’s too late
Better when we’re not together
And I never even wanted your love anymore
Just wanted my light back
Who I was before …
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