كلمات Maudlin

her clothes were soaked with mildew ropes burned their way through her fragile, thin wrists i stood over her waiting to see if she was going to live or die i remember her screaming and scratching at my arms while i was tying her wrists behind her back she was kicking her legs up and down in my direction trying to prevent me from knotting the ropes "stop crying" i screamed in her face "you took me for granted this time... ...how could you have done this to me?" i said as i punched the ground beside her until fists were sore and bloody "honey, this could've all been different if you had wanted it to be..." i gently whispered in her ear "i don't care what you want anymore... ...this is what i want now..." don't offer me anything you will be wasting your breath