Taking pieces of me, and pieces of you,
For you to be there just wouldn’t do.
I’ve hid so many things that I’m ashamed of.
Sometimes I want to be like a dove --
Fly away when things get rough.
One day, you spoke to me in such silent tunes:
“Things will get better.”
I believed you,
I bought those words.
It was until after your actions that they seemed so foreign.
I opened my heart -- I let you in,
I actually thought our lives could begin.
Your eyes gave away lies that proved me wrong,
Our life was now like a game of pong --
Back and forth we went,
Knowing what went wrong.
I’ve grown tired of your web of lies,
I grow weary at the sight of your eyes.
I’m sick of this life, and sick of you.
Inside my throat this knife goes through.
I bid you farewell - I say goodbye,
After all that has been said, it is time for me to die.
For you to be there just wouldn’t do.
I’ve hid so many things that I’m ashamed of.
Sometimes I want to be like a dove --
Fly away when things get rough.
One day, you spoke to me in such silent tunes:
“Things will get better.”
I believed you,
I bought those words.
It was until after your actions that they seemed so foreign.
I opened my heart -- I let you in,
I actually thought our lives could begin.
Your eyes gave away lies that proved me wrong,
Our life was now like a game of pong --
Back and forth we went,
Knowing what went wrong.
I’ve grown tired of your web of lies,
I grow weary at the sight of your eyes.
I’m sick of this life, and sick of you.
Inside my throat this knife goes through.
I bid you farewell - I say goodbye,
After all that has been said, it is time for me to die.