Shedding what used to be To bring in a new you. Withering and quivering You lied at every turn.
You Tortured your lover And then would cry Once you were burned.

You flick your cigarette Ash into the wind, and Watch it fall into the Darkness below.
The waves crash on Crooked rocks, Are they as crooked As you?

Your touch is still cold, I think as we stand on this Dreary hill. I stood in front of you,
Then next to you, And then finally Behind you. I no longer trust you.

I shove one time, Ending a sorry Life. The darkness was Heavy, No one saw the deed.
I walk away with My own warm arms Wrapped around me. Feeling safe for the First time in years.