I.b.too

you, there
under my fingers,
you, there
under my cold touch
i used to believe you
i used to believe in you
you used to believe in me
but you destroy everything you touch
Time heals wounds on your arms
but it won’t heal our hearts
For every wound on your wrist
there’s a place in your heart
a special vulnerable place to hurt,
to cut
cut
you, there
under my fingers,
you, there
under my cold touch
i used to believe you
i used to believe in you
you, there
under my fingers,
you
under the trail of dust
you fill my heart with disgust
so run for your life so fast
cause you destroy everything
you destroy everything you touch
If time tears us apart,
then it is time to start
For every wound on your wrist
there’s a place in your heart
a special vulnerable place to hurt,
to cut