I've been trying my best
I can't change what's wrong for me
A knife in my chest
What makes you think you could make me believe you were right here all along
Why can't you admit when you're wrong, you're wrong
If every emotion ends up this way
Then why should we blame this
On our devotion to ever changing bounds
When you cause your commotion
There's a look in your eyes
Deceitful disguises
With a hint of denial
You'll face your ever changing
Lack of empathy
Seasons change they come and go Winter winds begin to blow and you're the snow
That keeps me trapped inside of my scattered fragile manic mind
I feel the ice inside my veins
Numb from all the pills I've taken
Too many steps astray to find my way
But you were never there for me
I'm trying my best
I can't change what's wrong for me
A knife in my chest
What makes you think you could make me believe you were right
You're not right
If I'm the damper to your candle then maybe the wax stuck to my skin can serve as a constant reminder of always being cast in your shadow.
If I'm the burden to your blooms
Then cast your doubts and flaws on someone new and hold yourself accountable for never tending to your own fucking garden.
Lie
Please lie
Can we sway
Like calming weather
Can we pray
In synonyms
You were Led astray
By the whitest feathers
You gave me grace you gave me malice
Can we make this sin
Our centerpiece
Can we make this so.