They say love given unsought is best,
but yours, it definatly out-shined the rest.
We fought a war, I'll admit,
but I think I loved you quite a bit.
My attempt of revealing my heart went wrong.
I tried to show you it in every song.
My words got caught up in my fists,
now the story's told on my wrists.
I pushed you out so many times,
I thought you were late to say goodbye.
I warned you at once I was damaged goods,
I hid the scars under my hood.
They said I was far too good for you,
although this might be long over due,
I knew all along I was the beast.
But regardless you tried to wash my feet.
I know I always kicked you away,
but I never expected your heart to stray.
Here I am, with all that I am,
with the crumpled pieces of love in my hands.
If you were dead this wouldn't be as tough,
when I see you my iron heart rusts.