"The Art of Losing"



I'm not fucking blind to the way

that you talk around the truth

not just what you say

but what you do

played this tug of war way too fucking long

like every time

again I've lost

you've won

you took advantage of the trust that I gave

took my forgiveness

rubbed it back in my face

reaching for words but there's nothing to say

I'm left to wonder

will this ever be the same

this rage

burning through my veins

regret consumes my mind

cutting deeply like a razor blade

will I live to see another day

without questioning your motives

with constant doubt

you took advantage of the trust that I gave

took my forgiveness

rubbed it back in my face

reaching for words

but there's nothing to say

I'm left to wonder

will this ever be the same

and as we sit back waiting

for these scars to heal

try to convince ourselves

that this

that this isn't real

will you allow me forget your past

or will you always hang it over my head