I remember everytime you’d tell me a story of how i broke youre heart.
how it was my fault you couldnt recover
screamed in my face
made sure i knew how you hated me so much
made sure i knew that i had broken your heart.
but i recall it the other way around
everynight you’d scream into a pillow
blame everyone around you for the mess, you made
empty your emotions into a bottle of pills, each day and not one was ever enough
i wanted to please you i wanted to make you happy
you came home everyday and screamed into that pillow about how
everyone was after you
you broke my heart destroying the body i loved more than my own
you broke my heart destroying your body, the one i loved more than my own.