The Bleeding

I remember when all the games began

Remember every little lie and every last goodbye

Promises you broke, words you choked on

And I never walked away

It's still a mystery to me

Well I'm so empty I'm better off without you and you're better off without me

Well you're so unclean

I'm better off without you and you're better off without me

The lying The bleeding

The screaming was tearing me apart

The hatred Deceiving

The beatings It's over

Paint the mirrors black to forget you

I still picture your face and the way you used to taste

Roses in a glass, dead and wilted

To you this all was nothing

Everything to you is nothing

Well you're so filthy

I'm better off without you and you're better off without me

Well I'm so ugly