The Dearly Beloved

And on a cycle I sit Drinking myself sick To feel the slightest bit of happiness To have everything I want to forget Sink Anything to numb the pain Anything to face away What more did you want from me? You took everything, and made this love violent What could I have said? I just drowned in the silence A love made violent And I was built to lose There's no beauty in destruction There's just salt in my wounds A love made violent And I was built to lose There's no beauty in destruction There's fucking salt in my wounds And on a cycle I sit As I peel back this skin Resisting the urge to get my revenge Cross my heart as I'm dying inside How did it feel when you twisted the knife? How did it feel? How did it feel? A recipe for disaster My body in bloom This growing resentment is all reserved for you I anticipate the worst to come So much I never speak of This carousal never stops Exhaustion will strangle me 'til my body drops Dearly beloved You've marked me with your rage The light has left my eyes As they turned from green to grey Suffocating underneath The anger you displaced onto me It was hard to leave It was hard to stay In this space between you and me I just want peace I just want to sleep Sedate me so I can't feel anything I want to feel anything other than this