This last past year has been out of this world,
I watched as she fell and got back up
but it is all an illusion
you see this girl
she is not what she use to be
somewhere along the lines she risked it all
an innocent love that caused her first failure
he turned her world upside down from the moment they met
that is why she chose to leave
hundreds of miles away
the best decision she could have made
but she didn't let it go then...
she forced herself to experience the ache again
she found true love, and let it slip away
upon conquering what was stolen from her at the end of things
it was all a facade
she created a monster
she made him so enraged
drove him to his ends
she is no longer that girl
you know I came here expecting nothing
and there I sat on a bus
My legs rested on your lap
I looked into your eyes and fell too quickly too blindly
Love shouldn't fade
May be this all was a mistake
May be I'll amount to nothing
You were my drive baby
You are my weakness
I tried digging you up from the grave I buried you in
But apparently that girl was lost with the love of yesterday
I'd like to say that we will always have each other
I don't want another
Her vision is getting hazy
Her eyes are glazed over with tears
Her heart burns with ache
Yet it was she that said those final words
To merely provoke what she knew was coming
he didn't look at her the same
You cannot fool the heart
I can feel the difference in your kisses
You lack the passion of yesterday
I blame the mistakes she made
I blame the mistake you made
I tried with every thing inside of me
I will not say that he did not do the same
I just know that he does not hug her the way he use to
She is falling apart as we speak
I doubt she'll sleep tonight
or for the next three weeks
She wants to drown in her own tears
Threw away her best friend
Lost her pride, dignity and self respect
Can you blame her?
I can and I do
When I look in the mirror she is a weak version of what use to be
As I reach down her throat
I tug at her heart and throw it to shatter the glass
That girl that stares at me
That's not who I wanted to be
That's not who I will be
I'm killing her tonight
She'll be what she use to be
May be in three weeks
It took six months to destroy what took a life time to create
The masterpiece that I use to be
shall come back shortly
It may be dark and gruesome
But she will breathe again
Just not tonight.
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