Thought that I would shove everything aside
To shake your hand
Barbed wire wouldn't come fast enough

Why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth
When it rolls off my tongue?

In your world, excuses mean everything

Stitch me for days because
I keep splitting myself for--self for you

Why does your face seem better on the floor?
Have you thought about death today?
Ask me, I'll help

I keep splitting my..self..for..

You never knew me
These are my last words
Not that it matters anymore