My mind stings from memories of you
I've been through so much traumas you couldn't even believe
Not even if you see the things saw
Or feel the things I felt
Or bleed the way I bled
He was the smoke that filled my lungs
He was the gossip on my tongue
He was the reason I never felt the sun
He was the reason I chose a knife instead of a gun
Because he knew it would grant him more fun
And ever after all of the things he's done
I know he's the one
And in some odd way, I love him
