Played By A Broken Soul
I want to rip you, tear you, limb by limb
And puncture the heart that's so unwilling to give
It might sound morbid but he deserves it
For what he did
I'm gonna break him down
I trust it wont take long
And then we'll hit the town
Because the deed is done
And we got revenge on the boy who thought
That he was above us and he deserved love
We'll give him the space he wanted
Repeat the line he threw at all of us
And in the end when he's battered, broken
We'll praise each other but fight over tokens
Souvenirs of the love we've lost
Because before he opened his mouth
We had fallen and couldn't get up
Face down on the track
Forgetting it was five o' clock
Now we're united, brought together by him
But the scars we wear aren't the same
Because he played them in a different way
With me, the love was there, he just lost faith
And I saw him yesterday
Wearing the cuts we gave him
And while they smiled triumphantly, I felt small
I threw my arms around him, and ignored the protests
I loved him for being so amazing
He could go do what he liked
And when he was healed ready
Satisfied, he could come back and start living life
And I ripped him, tore him, limb by limb
But deep down we knew my intentons were true
I punctured the heart that held love for me
But as his blood spilled, the carpet soaked the truth
I broke him down and found nothing but regret and pain
But overlooked it, they needed relief
He understood that what he did was wrong
But I felt guilty like I'd played him
The kiss was wet with blood and tears
Salt and sadness, past and pain
Whether his or mine
I felt at home again
I was satisfied
We were ready for the new life.
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