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Dearly Departed


I don't own you an apology

I guess you thought you were stopping me

It's plain to see now that you took your leave

 

I won't be the one stricken with greif

When I look up in the trees and feel the breeze

I won't think about if your looking down on me

I was tired of being the one to plead

Now theres blood on your sheets

I guess you finally admit defeat

 

I've never lied 

Even when you made me cry

I was stuck to you but now im not gonna try

Now your dead, your spirit flys

 

All my problems seemed to start

When you got into my heart

Now I'm glad that we'

re apart

 

You were toxic

I had a loving heart and lost it

I fell into a mosh pit

My mind is catosrophic

You loaded it and cocked it

Blew your brains out when you shot it

I couldn't have stopped it

But a part of me is glad...

...that you're locked inside you coffin

 

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