- originally written February 10, 2009 -
My story is told, my hands are tied
There’s no denying you are my dysfunction
Forgetting you, it’s not like I haven’t tried
But heart and mind have decided at this junction
Although you did it all the wrong way
You lied, you twisted, you broke, you tore
Even though you couldn’t find it to stay
And we can’t go back to that way it was before
You are the hole that I refuse to fill
You are the cut that I won’t allow to heal
Instead of moving on, I will stand still
Release is a sympathy I refuse to feel
I was the one who pushed you away
I’ll be the one to come back and be shamed
On my knees, I will be the one to pray
Even though you are the one to be blamed
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