A false halo about your head, I now see. Everything was always my fault, never had anything to do with you. Take a wound pour in salt, I changed myself to fit your shoe. Sold out my own soul, to appease your insecurities and baggage. No, is word that turns you cold, bitter brutal and pure savage. Dash my world, smash my dreams and stomp on every little bit. Even though I'm broken I'm still above you and your shit. And I can finally see, that it was never me.