I see you and my heart flutters, my eyes close like broken shutters
words speak on day and end, as to torment and misery it's me you send.
It was the demons alone that could defeat me, all along you were holding me down while they beat me.
it was you pushing me down when i felt like i could stand, my finger tips aching as they play for the band.
the band in hell where you sent me for feeling, where there's no time for love, and no time for healing.
Every night I lay alone, broken, bruised
All because I feel, I know, how it feels to be used.
Because when it all breaks down to it, when it all breaks apart. It's never those you hate that hurt you the most, but those closest to your heart.
