Every tear is like a bullet
Piercing through my chest
Spiritual shadows putting holes
Where you once laid your head
The river of mascara and eyeliner
That stains your pillows
Matches the blood the floods
My once white shirt
Baby please stop crying
I still love you
Yet I know those tears aren't for me
Nor are they the keys I gave you
To the gates of my heart
They're the tears I can't wipe away