My tongue is singed
Hasn't healed yet
I forgot how I cringed
Lost in your silhouette 
Each of my finger tips
Shorter than the next
They've all chipped
Clawing, reaching, flexed
Your harsh density
And sandpaper skin
Match your intensity
How it scrubbed me thin
You strangled my body
And choked my dreams
You said I was gaudy
You don't know what it means
You fed me lies
And I fed your ego
I'm not the girl that cries
Come cry to me though
Scream your mistakes
Or whisper your sorrys
It's all to late, the time it takes
You're incredibly tardy
Pull on my sleeve
Rip at my willingness
You slow thief
Who knows what killing is