My Blood On Your HandsMature

I don't hate you for this
I knew it would happen eventually
As the demons are drowned for tonight
I'm high and dry in confusion

Pleasant exchanges are pointless
Why bother trying to repent?
What perfection do you harbour
Can it ever be mine?

Now it's over and everyone has their fairytale ending
I don't want to live on always pretending 
That it's all for the best
When I am so depressed
With my blood on your hands

I could close my eyes and remember
When you wanted to throw it all away
You shattered every mirror
and lost the will to survive

We would talk about the dread
and the fucking deception we felt
I'm happy you have finally moved on
from one boyfriend to the next

Now it's over and everyone has their fairytale ending
I don't want to live on always pretending
That it's all for the best
When I am so depressed
With my blood on your hands

It should be me
It should be me
It should... be me

 

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