I screamed your name into the rain,
and the drops echoed inside me.
Laying in the middle of the road,
Waiting for a sign--for any ******* thing.
But it didn't come, and nothing could numb the pain.

I could've wrote a book on how I felt for you,
And I flinch every **** time I hear your ******* name.
Oh but babygirl,
I found ways to numb the pain.

I never found you in any of those ***** bottles,
And I didn't find you swimming in Smirnoff (even though that was always your favorite),
You weren't at the end of the blunt, so I passed it only to search for you at the end of a different one.

You weren't in my pain pills,
And you weren't in my puke the next morning.
You weren't even there when my blood ran crimson across my arms.
I tried to cut you out of me,
I tried to burn you away.

You said you'd always be here,
But you never ******* stayed.