My heart isn't a shield, it's weak and ready to die,
I don't know what to feel, and I speak instead of cry.
Been alone so long it's like a bad dream instead of life,
my soul isn't gone, it's just asleep beneath the sky.
Afraid to wake up and be torn apart by your sweet goodbyes,
afraid to be taken from its vessel only to plea for a ride.
It's one thing to walk away, but you broke my faith,
you took how I see love and turned it into this pain.
I fell for you a long time ago and tried to move on,
but every woman makes me question every truth, am I wrong?
I see women with abusive men, women with each other,
I see women with a noose in hand and women turned to mothers.
While I rot in my meadow, a shell of my former self,
used to be a lively fellow until pills corned me in hell.
Now I go to work and back, my words intact with a shadow,
I've been cursed by the past, a girl trapped me in the gallows.
The water isn't shallow, in fact it's quite deep,
so I take any bottle just to drown out my weeps.