You said I broke your heart when I decided to leave, but baby you broke mine every single day I stayed. I couldn't stand by watching as you sat there, your soul collecting dust. I'd beg you for more, to BE more, but my pleas went unnoticed. So I cried silently to myself, crimson tears leaking from my veins. And now, now that I've finally gone, you've awakened to shudder off that layer of dust. Tell me, baby, how could I be the one to break your heart when I was obviously so irrelevant to your motivations. Tell me, baby, why you didn't notice me bleeding, begging for your attention. Tell me, baby, why was I not enough?