She used to revel in your touch
Become giddy when you were near
Fantasies adorned her thoughts
Thoughts of one she held dear

Now her skies are grey
Steel as a sword
Insecurities now abound
She feels desolate, worn

I hope you're happy with yourself
You cruel and selfish pig
Now she's crawling again
Unable to stand after your gigs

She tries to let love in
Consume her as once before
She finds it near impossible
She can barely get off the floor