You've left
and I've got nothing else to cling to.
I didn't really love you
I just didn't want to be alone.
Your bitter tongue,
it's unhealthy.
I dream of your touch
and I cringe.
What was I thinking--you're the whore
although I take the blame.
I wouldn't want your fragile mind to be shattered on their critique,
but still,
as always
you're the whore,
please don't ever forget.
You took a child and forced the growth--
What's done is done
but can't be taken back.
You'll remember me forever
and I hope it makes you cry.
I cling to your shit
only to reprieve what you won't ever forget.
I'm glad I'm stuck in your eyes--
You break it you buy it...
Well guess what--you've bought me for life.
Don't take this wrong--I don't ever want you back.
You've crumbled my heart and broken my soul
but inherited my face in your conscience--
feeling the guilt now?
You pity my life, but it's okay,
I feel bad for all those minds you fucked--including your own.
Don't worry, maybe you'll get it back someday,
But I'll still be in it
because you're the whore that made a whore who's still accusing.