Stripped free of your hands..
lost words fell short on adopted ears.

I wasn't your child, because you never let me.
So I hurt him, and lady luck,
You sold me out in the dirtiest words
Wash your hands, bitch,
because they're stained with
your red blood mistakes.
(and m, just because you left him
get this-
(no seriously, get this)-
Doesn't mean I left him too..
Why would you just keep giving up on me?
You foolish woman,
I live your regret every second
of ever fucking waking day.
I get to be that corpse ..
the one you gave death..
and the very concept of life to.
But you just can't help yourself
you just keep leaving.
and leaving.
and going
and never staying.