Twitch a little longer, ‘til you start to seize. I'll pick at this wound; it's starting to bleed. “Ditched”. That's how I described it when you fled the scene. Physically, but most of all mentally And I know already that this is how it's going to be. And you know I won't say a thing. But you made it perfectly clear that it doesn't really matter to you. Well it matters to me You can take it back, but I'm still not taking you back. You can take it back, but I'll still be f**ed up. And I know you've taken everything you wanted from me. And you know you won't be giving me back anything any time soon. Cause nothing really matters to you the way that it matters to me