_the lyric

_why must heightened emotional status always bring out the creator in me? I have found that in a state of bliss I can write, but in a state of infuriating anger I can create.

To the one I know will read this may these words burn like the word on your skin, forever a reminder of me.

Its all or nothing , all or nothing and you knew that from the start,
Making me think that things were good you made into an art,
The hurt the pain you bestowed upon me is something incredible
Why must I feel this from you is  completely  out of line now I think I need a poison  edible.

I’m done with the lies, I’m done with the hurt, I’m done fighting for us both when you just don’t want to see , that you became a important part of me.
I’m done being a puppet in your waiting game , cause the grass will never be greener then how it was when you had me.
I’m done listening to you cry I’m done listening to your “I don’t know” , I’m done falling into the trap you set , just so that you can forget ,
Just so you can forget the pain the hurt you once had , so you can forget by burning me.

Im done feeling sorry for you im done being there for you, at your feet on my hands and knees , im done kissing you everynight  telling you it will be alright, im done !