[Verse 1: Crocker] Where to start, where to start, so many moments picked apart Thought that was where the story stopped, but yet you brought another arc A twist that you had insisted on, just keeping in the dark Ye, another tale of turning marks into a scar You pushed to see the clouds that I had fought to tuck away And when I brought them into view, you went and called upon the rain Downplayed the significance, a**ured me all the same Just vent within these instruments, the past is fraught with pain Word's don't do it justice, what it meant for to share with you Excavate those corpses, open up, and lay them bare with you Cliche turns of phrases like, "I Love You" and "I Care For You" Have been but all replaced, I wish nothing but despair for you Handed out that hope like it was just enough for me to hang Played me for the guilty party, shackled me in chains Funny all the nerve you find when time has all but waned How it stopped was how it started, ‘nother lover, hidden shame
[Verse 2: Crocker] Not a bit of this is fiction, though I wish it all was written Just a clever little tale that I whipped up and got to spitting Sure I think about you, but it's you, as if you died Muse upon our memories, our tailor made goodbye The honesty you asked of me, apparently alluded you I'm guessin' what to do with you, apparently diluted you I wonder if you're empty, if there's anything consuming you Apologies, I'm making peace, with all I had to do with you This is not my absolution from my part in our diffusion But mine was not betrayal, nor shrink wrapped in a illusion When we separated first, you asked of me to take that drive When I call about your cheating, you tell me your too high So I do it all in person, for two hours, and to your eyes But you won't pick up the phone, you tell me that your too high So toast a fallen angel and the sky from whence she fell And for everything you find when you looked beyond her veil