You say the words so shockingly,
as you speak the truth of my denial.
The words cut like knives,
They pierce like a thousand needles and take my breath.
I'm speechless, all I can do is deny it all.
"You'd be surprised as to what I can do, you'd be surprised."
It keeps repeating like a broken record,
Robs me of my sleep and thoughts, It takes over my mind.
"You're not that emotionless or heartless."
"you'd be surprised."
I refuse to believe nonsense,
You make yourself as something you are not.
But still, after convincing myself of different thoughts,
your words come back into my mind.
"You'd be surprised."
NO, I really wouldn't be surprised,
whats your limit of things to do?
Perhaps you could do it,
but how can you harm the person you 'love'?
I dare you to prove me wrong.
Pierce me with your blood,
feed me of your deceiving eyes.
What were to happen with this ending.
"You'd be surprised."
