Her Misery

Was I any lesser
Than what and who you chose over me
I’d say I understand, cause you’re immature, but what got over me?
I changed who I was entirely, for you to take over me

The question exists
In my head like a scar
Did you do it all on purpose, maybe not
Maybe you’re too young, to understand what it was

But
How am I the one six feet deep in the ground?
I heard the fucking bells, don’t you make a fucking sound
Cause I made my heaven, and hell’s what I’ve found
You gave me a bullet, I gave you a crown

You swore that you would lay here by my side
You made it feel so real, not once you took off your disguise
It’s as good as the devil’s
Dug me a grave and I gave you the shovel

On my tombstone, carve my name with your blood
With the knife that you used to put me to mud
The concept of you was a flower, till it turned into dust
Look at what you did to our love

Look at you’ve made out of faith
Look at what you did to my wait
Did you understand what you did, do you not
Your the one mystery that I can never solve

I found the real you