It really hurts that much to hear you.
My ears are burning from the sound of my voice.
Could you grab that bucket?
And fill it up with your lies?
So I could just hold your head in it,
long enough for you to
shut up
and tell me “What`s going on?”.
If drowning you is the best way to break this off
then so be it.
And my feet are drenched with you
as I walk over broken glass and shaking bodies.
Don`t bother to try to stay cause you are just kidding yourself,
“Becca you`re just kidding yourself”.
And your heart will wait in it`s good conscience for a signal to signify this end.