LYRIC

Weeks in the crypt, dusting off all the bones left behind
Our love’s disintegration.
And I’m cataloging every piece of the puzzle to find
The poison that brought us down.

Was it the grip of a weak man far too desperate for your constant admiration?
And did the same man push you to disrespect your body?
All in the name of free love

That confined you into a small place you couldn’t breathe in,
Trembling in the shadow of a fake halo.
But there is so much that I wish that you knew,
So I’ll pen a letter to you.
A letter to you.
It won’t do much good, I know,
But it’s all I can do now.

You married a man who despite all the glitter he threw
Felt at home in darkness
Who vomited up every thought that would pass through his mind,
Especially ones that wore you down.
Whose priority was to chase down the money
While you sought constant validation
And who couldn’t be bothered to notice you buried alive
While professing a true love

That confined you into a small place you couldn’t breathe in,
Trembling in the shadow of a fake halo.
But there is so much that I wish that you knew,
So I’ll pen a letter to you.
A letter to you.
It won’t do much good, I know.
But it is all I can do.
I would give it all up if I could see you, feel you.
No, it won’t do much good, I know,
But it’s all I can do now.

Just let him go.

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