Was we ever really over?
who's losing themselves even more?
Me or You?
that's the question.
By the time you know my name again
I'll be really over
over your manipulation
over your consent
Try to understand
I was never really over
until you put the bullets in the gun
and shot my heart.
Misconception
taught me a lesson
I bleed
on all your
misinterpretations
You don't make any sense
And you know that.
You won't care
until your death day arrives.
I'll come uninvited to your funeral and
leave all the unanswered questions on your
headstone
so you'll remember me.