There's dirt on me The bruises you left on me Will not come off The cocoa you made Somehow always tasted different how did your mum run out of sleeping pills Much did I know That **** ended up in my cup The stinging headaches Presistant stomachaches for weeks My hairline hurts There are black bruises on you even while high as a *******, I still fought back Your fingerprints in blue of my throat Never blue enough to really notice anything wrong Insomnia when you weren't there it's three AM again The images flash by Calmly I observe the memories While my body shuts down Coldsweat, nothing's real I know what's happening to me A new wave of recollections Of the sickest kind The tears run down If only I knew why Where did the blood come from There's a cut in my skin That wasn't there yesterday Get the scent of ****** off my hair The ***** off your sheets Calmly you ignored my amazement Knowing I remembered nothing Of what you did to me last night.