I knew you did dirt when I met you.
I knew that you weren't clean.
I knew that we had both been hurt before.
I knew what you were up to.

What I didn't know, is that we were both so hurt that we were stuck thinking of survival.
The only thing that really concerns themselves with survival is an animal.

You shouldn't have to worry of falling prey to somebody that you trust, and I never trusted you. I never worried about you trying to consume me and use me and eat me alive.
I never lowered my guard. I never let you in all the way to the point that you could hurt me that way.

We weren't good for each other, and we had to split apart and go our separate ways. Had to do what we had to do kind of like survival.