Throw me away with words (that aren’t worth anything) for company, and we’ll see how long I last (without you by my side).
Broken promises and trust (heartshards lying in a pile beside my broken form) taken for granted-you never trusted me and
that was YOUR mistake. Punish me for things I can’t control (“I tried to fight him off”) you love-nazi,
and my adoration will be the first in the line of fire. Mascaratears and wasted days spent
lamenting my l.o.s.t.l.o.v.e accumulate in the puddle beside me (the blood has broken through my skin) and all the while
I just wish I could show you how much I really care (guitar picks scattered across my floor, crushed underfoot as I destroy all
my mementoes of you).

I wish you’d take me back.