| Listen, I don’t want to go here
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| Listen, I don’t want to go here
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| This is almost as bad as going back there
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| Listen, I can’t, I can’t go here
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| This is a wound and it’s closing
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| This is a wound, please let it
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| There is a wound called knowing
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| What it’s like to feel this
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| Please don’t open it up again
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| Please don’t fucking touch me
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| Please don’t talk to me that way
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| Please don’t try to love me
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| Someone opened it up again
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| Someone fucking touched me
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| Someone scared me out of my mind
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| Tore the wound right open and shoved me in
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| Every time it happens I don’t think that I can get off the floor
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| I don’t even feel like those memories are mine anymore
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| I don’t know your motive but I just want to get out of this mess
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| Please just get your hand off of my dick and your voice out of my head
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| I remember trusting, I remember trusting you
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| Now that’s something I don’t think that I could ever do
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| It wasn’t that bad, I don’t even know what you meant
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| But given my age, I think the least important thing was intent
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| The truth is I don’t want to know what happened to me
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| Just wanna kill all the memories of those years
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| Dig out grey matter, bleed out everything that is left
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| From when I had to stop believing in safety
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| The truth is I don’t want to know what happened to me
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| Just wanna kill all the memories of those years
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| Dig out grey matter, bleed out everything that is left
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| From when I had to stop believing in safety |