It’s still dark out and I didn’t sleep too well
So I’m awake and all emotional over you
Angry that I’m feeling so much when you never felt enough
I have to let this severed piece bleed out and finally die.
Because I’ve been cutting it
only to restitch and rebandage the hurt.
So I’ll take my half of the blame
If you finally quit playing this game
Because I don’t know if I’ll survive
another time with you calling out my name.
