No this isn't what I pictured
When I talked to you last night
But it seems that I've lost everything
Because one single stupid fight.
Too many things were left unspoken
To many questions Floating in the air
Now there's so much damage
I don't think it can be repaired
Since then the clouds have rolled over
And with them comes the rain
And I'm hopeful that when it cleanses the earth
It will also cleanse me of my pain
And the rain may cleanse me of the blood
But the stab marks are still there
You took a knife to my chest
And you didn't even care
But I guess it's not only your fault
It is mine too
I knew in my head how this would end
I just hoped it wasn't true