When I finish picking all of the pieces
That’s when I’ll give up on you
When I finish drowning in my own tears
That’s when I’ll move on from you
I loved mysteries, until you became one
Truth be told I don’t know if we were just for fun
With the tip of this blade
And kisses that fade away
You loved me, You killed me
Your fire burnt half of my soul
The other half I gave it to you
It rains but somehow your clothes don't get wet
And I still can’t blame you