Your words , her cries
His when's, her why's
His violents, her actions
Who's really getting their satisfaction?
Thick tension, deep breathes
Broken heart, life or death
You or him, him or you
What's too old, and what's too new
She wants to stay, he wants her to cry
Keeping secrets, telling lies
Running mouths create hungry why's
He resents, she repents,
Holding her grudge , his emotions are bent
Falling tears, tired eyes
She can see his sadness and feel all of his goodbyes
His empty statements ,her dramatic replies
Close your mind and get no answers
Our hands are now tied
One stays violent, the other one screams
He manipulates her words, she believes his narcissistic theme
She looks up, he then looks down,
She wants to dance, and he just wants the crown,
Arms go round, up then down,
Drive through the country,
Or just ride through this empty town.
Early morning, or really late at night,
He prefers dark colors, she favorites them light,
Mixed answers, sorted questions, leaving the hidden truth, she kept her impression.
Proud of his mistakes , he thought he taught her a lesson.
Eerie night, troubled vibes, the spirits warned her,
To be dead or alive.
She was weak, he stayed strong,
He felt right when he told her she was always wrong,
Kicked to the ground , He stood tall,
Letting her know she was nothing at all.
Lying there Hopeless, so cold and so weak,
No more fight left in her,
Only tears left to fall down her cheek.
Who is wrong, and who is really right?
What is really gone, and what is in clear site?
Imagination can some-what turn into what you believe,
He sees monsters and violence,
She prays for angels and forgiveness she receives
He conflicted torture and felt power,
She was beaten down taking the blows hour by hour
He took a deep breathe, and she then took her very last.
Her heart, mind, body and soul was shattered like a fatal car crash.
Your words, her cries
His whens, her why's
His violence, her actions
Who's really getting any fucking satisfaction??