Untitled (May 4, 2011)

So much for the fairy-tale I didn’t think I’d reach

I’ve lost my voice so I can’t tell you what it means to me

You took me at my worst but I don’t think I can do the same

because my worst and yours are entirely different things

I tear myself to pieces and you tear me apart

I need to get away before you take my heart

I’m hoping for an epiphany

The kind only they can give me

I swear I’ve never looked at another

Never regretted you as a lover

But nothing, nothing, NOTHING compares

To the way you kill without a care.