The world is nothing but our breathing;
I can't dare think of you ever leaving.
It's hard to think of where I was before;
Neither a saint, nor a whore.
What do you see when you look at me?
The truth, the lies, the make-belief?
You kiss, you caress, and you do it of love;
But, compared to me, you're free as a dove.
Was I supposed to care?
You forgot that life isn't fair.
We're all bound to hurt, we've all had to lie.
You never seemed to try.
But, I can't help but recognize it in your eyes,
Your feelings have been compromised.
You didn't love me before, did you?
If not me, then whom?
Was it lust or desire?
You can't put out this fire.
It's time to face the truth,
It's about time you hit the roof.
Maybe when you look to me…
Baby, whenever you can see,
I loved you once before,
But that was just part of the war.
It's time to debate of what we know;
Whether it is happiness or woe,
You see just love and hate.
Maybe you should think of fate.
I know now… you, once a friend,
Maybe it was wrong to look to your end.
I do love you, you seem so graced;
But I do want, more than just a taste.
It was bound to happen though,
Because more than anything, you are a foe.
I wasn't intending to kill after all,
For you, it was just an unintended fall.