Didn't I tell you in the beginning?

That with you, I could make our life's worth living?

I told you, no I warned you of how much I cared

That my love was a curse, seldom shared

If you, I became invested

I knew right then, in the end I'd be bested

For the problem was not of my heart

It would never have been that part

It was of your own

I wished your love wouldn't have been but a loan

It was not of my heart

It was of your own

Yours was just a loan

But that's okay

Because this has happened before

And not much has changed

It's all the same

Its all the same

Not much has changed

It's all the same

But il go

Home

Alone

Again

And let the memories of you

Gnaw at my bones

And then

When I'm all but hollow

And there's nothing left of me to follow

I will try again

I will try again

When I'm all but hollow

And there's nothing left of me to follow

I will try again

And when the memories of you

Have dissolved my bones

My skin will no longer have a stable home

And then my flesh will resemble my soul

A shell hollow, and all alone