The Bleeding

I remember when all the games began
Remember every little lie and every last goodbye
Promises you broke, words you choked on
And I never walked away
It's still a mystery to me
Well I'm so empty I'm better off without you and you're better off without me
Well you're so unclean
I'm better off without you and you're better off without me
The lying The bleeding
The screaming was tearing me apart
The hatred Deceiving
The beatings It's over
Paint the mirrors black to forget you
I still picture your face and the way you used to taste
Roses in a glass, dead and wilted
To you this all was nothing
Everything to you is nothing
Well you're so filthy
I'm better off without you and you're better off without me
Well I'm so ugly