you’d said I’d broken your heart
said it was all my fault
said it was because of me
you flaunt the scars on your heart
blaming me for the crosses and trails of blue and black
telling me how irresponsible I am while your hand fumbles in my pocket for my heart while you’re just reaching for my wallet
squeezing your arteries and veins
pouring it all in a wine cup
sipping it in front of everyone
and it’s my fault that you’re a vineyard
putting your legs on the table
boasting about the abrasions on your knees
bragging about the finger marks around your neck
and it’s my fault that you live in a brothel
swaggering about in your “cheap” designer nightgown
gloating about your lipstick that isn’t waterproof
and it’s my fault you’re not a trending makeup tutorial vlogger
you can go on and on
but why should I listen
when you were the one who juiced the life out of my heart made me kneel before you choked me till my neck caved in turned me into a loveless prune painted my face red with your blood
how can you say all that
when you’re really the murderer here
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 10:34 AM UTC
you’d said I’d broken your heart
said it was all my fault
said it was because of me
you flaunt the scars on your heart
blaming me for the crosses and trails of blue and black
telling me how irresponsible I am while your hand fumbles in my pocket for my heart while you’re just reaching for my wallet
squeezing your arteries and veins
pouring it all in a wine cup
sipping it in front of everyone
and it’s my fault that you’re a vineyard
putting your legs on the table
boasting about the abrasions on your knees
bragging about the finger marks around your neck
and it’s my fault that you live in a brothel
swaggering about in your “cheap” designer nightgown
gloating about your lipstick that isn’t waterproof
and it’s my fault you’re not a trending makeup tutorial vlogger
you can go on and on
but why should I listen
when you were the one who juiced the life out of my heart made me kneel before you choked me till my neck caved in turned me into a loveless prune painted my face red with your blood
how can you say all that
when you’re really the murderer here