My words (not yours)

I (never) loved you

And yet I know you (always) knew.

You say to “stop my mascara tears of pain”

But I’m just wondering if you (and me) will make it through the night.

I say we break the sky.

Let it pour out on my (bloody) body.

Let it flow over my smile (and your frown).

Do you (all of you!) Understand me?

Cause I don’t make (your) happiness anymore.

& now we are (all falling) far from my morals.

But who’s to set standards, on the (dating) game.