I wanted you to tell me you loved me,
but you loved me because
I didn’t tell you to tell me?
You were in love with me;
you locked me in it with you,
but you hid the keys and kept to yourself.
You put a blindfold on me,
and the day I finally got it off,
your swords cut me till
I stopped trying to hold you.
Then you put the blindfold on me again,
tightened it up till I couldn’t cry or speak,
till I began to find it hard to breathe.
You were in love with me
but you were with you.
You didn’t love me because
you didn’t show me that you did.