“I’ve had it up to here”, she speaks to me
“Another broken-hearted night” is what I find behind her eyes
And bathed in a fire as the air mingles and weaves with me
I hide this new rancor along with despise and hostility
And beguile a few smiles to dismantle this **** peacefully

She thought it was love but it was never such
She spills her soul beyond the tongue gets in return a “**** you talk too much”
Her pain is the cloudy day where you can feel the sky calling out for rain
If only I could promise her she’ll never hurt again

My issues gently brush my shoulder
As if trying to avoid me
But can’t completely void me