Do you know what it feels like when I’ve wounded you
When I throw words and leave swords
Do you know what it feels like when I’ve damaged you
Started to break the bridges we built
My body goes numb
And everything rushes over me
There aren’t any rivers or tears here
Just rivers of regret
I wonder why I was born with such a sharp tongue
Does snake venom run in my veins
Was I born cruel, to be able to hurt the person I think about right as I awake
And the one I pray to dream about in my sleep
Then comes the rivers
That sweep through my body
Like brooms on a spring cleaning day
I can’t move, and I feel like my heart has been broken
Because to hurt you, is to kill me
To hurt you, is to break me
And it is the moment after it all, that I am so so so terribly sorry.
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