i am intoxicated and
i am screaming your name
talking about you with
people i do not know
that includes myself too

i didn't need a glass of whiskey
or a bottle of *****
just a box full of your memories
would always suffice
to **** me twice

they'd talk about moving on
you'd talk about it too
but you & i
we both know
that is something we have never gotten used to

i sit here and laugh
as tears flow down my cheeks
and they look at me
like i've lost my sanity
with just a single dose of clarity

indeed they see your creation
the monster they see in my eyes
that you have single handedly
created with lies & love
and all of its pain

you may claim how
it was all me
how i was the criminal
in all your stories
how i killed you in every game

but baby you made the rules
of every game which
you chose to play
and lied about the reality
which we had made

i do not know if you
can forget me
i know i can’t even try
but what have you done
with both of our lives

how was it so easy
to lie to someone
as true to you as me
no guilt of any action
no guilt of any lie

you broke a perfect man
who was at war
with your demons
fighting a war not his
to bring you peace

a lie leads to a hundred
and so i wonder why
and how many stories
you filled up with your lies