A jar of tears
A handful of sorrowful years

Cried so many rivers
Body chock full of slivers

I can't stop the weeping
I can't stop the bleeding

A scratch never finds the itch
A cry never finds the reason

They say you put your partner first
I say I could never
Not because I'm selfish
But because I don't need a servant
Everything should be done together
Done in harmony
Not give and take
I don't want to cause strain
On what we built
Thats how most of those stories
End in collapse and crumbles

If I had less time
Could you or would you
Love me for the rest of it

If I met you in the afterlife
Could you or would you
Even try to find me

And deep down I know
You could but wouldn't
But I have to ask what if