Disconsolate

Take it back. Take it back, those pretty things. Those pretty words you spoke. Its not for me to hear, not for me to hold. Hope. But i better sit down first. Are you doing ok, is he treating you alright. You should brace yourself. This is getting out of control.

Do not speak that tongue of me. Put your hands down. One more swing i swear. Hush your shivers and screams. These knots and bruses mean i loved you. And you'll love me till they fade.

Take it back. Take it back, those pretty things. Those pretty tears you cried. Its not for he to hear, not for he to mend. Hope. But you better sit down first. Im not ok, is this worth a fight. You should brace yourself. This is getting out of control.