When no one's coming
The venom you spewed
Was too much
No matter what it renewed
When no one's coming
Makes you remember
How alone you are
Or feel
Or are
When no one's coming
You do so good
Til you do so bad
The art of bottling up your soul
Not to be had
No one's coming
No more Maple feelings.
No more honey words.
Set the lies straight.
You thought that'd mean onwards
No one's here
Broken bones
Stabbed heart
It was all good
Til you stopped playing your part
-you just wanted a hug to heal
