| You chose to leave |
| Now it looks like you’re leaving your family |
| There’s a cavern in your ribs |
| Where your heart used to be |
| I’ve been picking up what’s left of you |
| Connecting your pieces to my memories |
| Hoping they would ignite some sentiment |
| But they won’t inspire sympathy |
| The hollow point may have ripped you apart |
| You disregard the damage you’d impart |
| Rest in peace to our ancestry |
| That you maimed and left scarred |
| My judgement is clouded by the blood we share |
| We built our truth on top of all these lies |
| I still see the good in life |
| It’s not the end, although you see the light |
| I’ll see you on the other side |
| Maybe one day you’ll care |
| But it’s not my cross to bear |
| I didn’t skip a beat |
| When I heard the news that you |
| You couldn’t make it to your feet |
| All I have is apathy |
| Just another day |
| of not knowing what to believe |
| Another tale, another story |
| A lifetime of perjury |
| I wish I had the words to say I love you |
| I’m not sure I understand what those mean when I’m thinking of you |
| I have no words for you |
| When I needed you, you wouldn’t even hear it |
| You made your choices |
| You’ll live with them even if we’re gone |
| It’s impossible to find what’s real in all these fables |
| Unable to see through the resentment you’ve enabled |
| The hurt that you inflicted on yourself |
| Won’t amount to the pain of everyone else |
| I always wanted things to be different |
| Although you see the light |
| I’ll see you on the other side |
| We built our truth on top of all these lies |
| I still see the good in life |
| It’s not the end, although you see the light |
| I’ll see you on the other side |
| Although you see the light |
| I’ll see you on the other side |