Storyteller
212 degrees rushing forcefully
Through my veins and arteries
No chance of getting sleep
As you soundly rest
With the state I'm in
So far in disrepair
You put me here
You're indifferent
I've been wearing thin
Starved of apology
This hunger's crippling
I can hardly speak
Lips are trembling
So far in disrepair
You put me here
You're a storyteller
What you buried deep resurfaced
You're a liar, liar, liar
No secret that you kept ever fucked me up like this
Storyteller
You're a liar, liar, liar
Red hands, losing face
Nervous stuttering
You lost grip of every good thing
You've fallen off at the deep end
I was so naive
You said, honestly
I swear, I never knew
But now I see right through
You put me here
Now I see right through you