The blows come unannounced
I fear my heart might beat again
For something I failed to **** inside me
For something that was once so perfect in my mind.

It's always a string of words
That make me question everything
And you just sit there
While they spill out
And they bring me to my knees,
I swear to god they do.

You were always the instrument that could soothe away all my faults, all my wrinkles,
And I'll never forgive you for that.
The way you made everything perfect, and then left...
Just like that.