Spill the Beans, Tell the Truth I Might as Well Know Now

Broken and bruised
I don’t know all your secrets
Like she doesn’t know all your lies
I’m not here to watch you melt in the desperation of your cries
Your immortal anger
Your-self abuse
Compressed between fantasy and truth
We could be equal
But at the same time
The knot in a hanging rope

Empathy isn’t some medicine for you to spit
Sympathy is something you take, break and bleed like a pulling kiss
Your pride is what’ll break,
You can linger her
You can fight back
But I’ll promise you one thing
I will sink your battleship