If the world belonged to you Heaven would be for her Look through the dark windows At what used to be mine Find the pieces of what I was missing inside My imperfections, flaws, errors She didn't have, she is perfect She who she holds with love and care And all I can do is stare Dark windows become clear now With the the light I've been avoiding all along This delusion cracks me inside And streams down my face in rivers Beautiful, endless rain, down the window pane If the world belonged to me Hell would be for you all.
Basically my being vengeful and sad over my so called best friend abandoning me for another friend, who was perfect...in her eyes. Realizing she wasn't a real friend at all, so the "dark windows" become clear with the truth.