Low Blow

I used to think there was no way you could ever let me down,

Then you broke my heart and knocked off my precariously placed crown.

I used to think I couldn’t live without you,

Yet, I’m still living somehow so I know that’s not  true.

I used to think I could heal your scars,

But that’s not my job, remember that it was you put up those bars.

I used to think you loved me, but I messed up once and you let me go,

You said I shoulda stuck with the knife, now that’s a low blow.

Especially cus it ain’t true and both of us know that.