Your body was cold and lifeless as it entered the morgue
But your heart was relentlessly beating and the lights were so bright they could've blinded you right then
They declared you dead right as you came through the door
With your smile miles away, thousands of feet underground
Your unforgiving diamond eyes losing their luster, the irises suffocated by the negative images that were presented before them
It was his crooked heart and broken smile that killed you wasn't it?
His impassive and brute  being shot you in the back the second you entered your apartment
The scene of the crime, the morgue, the cemetery, it is all interchangeable
He ruined you here didn't he?
You could've traveled the world and felt all of nature's delicate touch's
But his message left your worrisome and naïve personality to retreat back to the insane asylum of a home
And you died here
He killed you, didn't he?
You would've been fine had you stayed away
But you came rushing back to him, despite his absence and your contrite feelings toward him
You were yet another victim of death by arrival