Crywank - Part 2 lyrics

I will often hold the doubt that I'm the bad one Accused of playing a victim of your love I can call this home, but it isn't where my heart is Do I paint you as a demon, out of sh** and blood? I am trying hard, you act like this is effortless It's hard when you call your limbs the things we mutually bought I find emotive scales exciting and frightening All my emotive scales contract viruses of thought I have chosen this lonely freedom Let's hope that it works out for the both of us I'm a sorry sap, forever stunted [?] Your flabbergasted faint speech finding the words that hurt You say, "you were born broken and don't know how to love" I think I do agree, that's why I've had enough