Dont Mess Me Up Again, Dont Make Me Your Experiment

All that is left is tiny pinpriks of life,
no were left for me to run,
no were left for me to hide,
The unreliable truth lay buried inside of you.
You were the one who left,
Now what am supposed to do?

Goosebumps at the thought of you,
Butterflys at the sight of you,
they need to leave,
they need to hide,
I dont want to see whats really inside.
You were the one who left,
I was abandoned burying all our lies

Now its all a dream,
was it real at all?
Since you left,
Ive been busting at the seams.