A knot ties in my stomach
My mouth becoming dry
Eyes that well with tears
The tears that which I'll cry
My lungs fill up with dirty smoke
My heart seems to bleed forever
My minds still blank from what you've done
But my heart knows we weren't together
Finger that would entwine with yours
When we made love we became one
My lips that long to tremble your name
My eyes that have seen what we've become
Veins that swell my peach wrists
I brush down brown dusky hair
My hearts in chains but no one sees
What's inside isn't really there
The scent that I always recognize
The games that you have played
My guilt no longer gets me down
Once was confidence is now gazed
It takes only a few minutes to know which flower's nice
And only 10 to know which you prefer
But the female specie just like any other
Can bruise, can break, can hurt . . . . .
