Jesus, could it hurt a little more?
Underneath all the blues and blood and
Salt that licks at my battered and bleeding heart
There’s a pain I didn’t even know could exist.

Leave me alone in my silent screams of
Ever churning midnight cries, the sobs that wrack my body
Again and again, pulling forth misery and anger,
Vindictive rage and hopeless anguish
Even when I’m sleeping it doesn’t stop.

My dreams bleed with the memory of you
Echoes of what we were, what we had, what we could have been

Hurried runs through memories, trying desperately to erase you
Out of the corners of my aching brain
Somehow it never occurred to me that I could hurt so badly
That my chest would feel as though it was collapsing
I never believed love could take everything from me
Leave me alone with nothing but my bloody body, and
Even though I still love you, I need to be hostile right now.