I wanted to tell you that I’m damaged
From my myself, from my past...
Damn
It's over...
Every time that I’m with you
I regret it the next day...
I’m starting to feel manipulated
No, I’ve felt this way for a while...
His hair matched the darkened sky
His eyes the spider lilies of her garden...
As he awakens
In a murky forest...
“He tells me he’s never leaving this house...
I am always alone
Even in a big crowd...
Was it just empty words that you used…
Was the feelings ever really real...
My eyes are stinging, they're red, swollen.
Why am I crying, I don't even know...
Days
They pass me by...
as morning breaks, my heart does too
I hear the blackbirds songs of blue...