Yet this one time I just can't seem
To just get over this memory of defeat
I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes
Why won't this air clear
Am I as guilty as I fear?
Is this shame justified?
Or will it leave tonight
How many days left to go
Until I hear the last from you
I pray it's soon.
I pray it's just a phase you're going through
I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes
But I deserve it
I've done the same to you before
And I've observed that I've just become to you a chore
And how I want you to stop being so mad at me
I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes
