You stung me
Like the blade I use to carve my arms
You stung me
Like the insults I give myself constantly
You stung me
Like when they left, every last one of them
You stung me
By saying you wouldn't leave, but did anyway
You stung me
Nothing hurts quite as much as when
You stung me
You left
You stung me
You knew everything
But you left
And now I'm alone
Stung