You were my everything

my used to be and always

you left a lingering taste

on my lips, from your kiss

you gave me words to say

and like a puppet and her master

I repeated every one

you broke me down 

and called it true love

and I sat and listened

like a preacher and his congregation

I bought every word you sold

but I couldnt even buy a vowel

then you left and it all was clear

but still I sit and ponder

where are you know

and who do you love

will your hold on my soul ever fade

its like a web I can't escape

is it to late to save myself?