I gave you my soul with trembling hands,
Built us a castle on shifting sands.
"You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
Oh, I'll be needing stitches"-shawn
But pain became ink, and scars made me wise—
Now I rise, with no need for your lies.