Anyone But Her.

Make of this what you will! 02:11:14

And the fingers of my vision
Grope & fumble for your shape,
I cradled you with my eyes
As you slowly walked away
It hurt,
And I cried -
Tucked in my shirt
And felt my heart divide.
I hate the honest truth of it;
I wish you would've lied
'Cause a mirror ain't so useful
When you're trapped on the inside.

I want to be the one
Slowly taking off your coat
But it's her hands on your body -
She strokes the soft skin of your throat.
My lungs refuse to breathe
As she lays you on the bed
I'm watching her seduce you
And going off my f*****g head.