shes defeated and deleted out of this cold world
with a hundred things on her mind.
theres no way that she could say,
this is the end of her term
her life just stops on a dime
shes hurt and feels like dirt.
and he keeps on asking why.
as suicides are revealed all at once one at a time.
cant stop the crime
as the butterfly dies.
as she sits there and cries.
cause he tells her those lies.
and they wont end.
so who will give in first, who will feed the thirst of the other
who will surrender and render
their pride for the sake of another
she wants to give in
to what is and has been
but she feels its too late
because he probably hates her now.
and she wants to be free from the pain but its all he knows
and she goes through with it.
just for him.
but he doesnt know.
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