I don't know why I'm still writing about you
How did you become so important to me

You always called yourself my secret, and only now that I've lost you
Do I understand what you meant

It's true, you've always been my secret
And I hope that hurts you
Knowing you were too crass and stereotypical for me to openly care for you
But it will probably only inflate your already saturated ego

Knowing behind doors and walls you brought me to my knees
I worshiped a liar
A beautiful liar that opened me up
Swallowed me
And spit me out

And I only hope that I hurt you
Because if I didn't
Then oh god
Where is the justice for how much
You hurt me