Before I looked to you as something I adored.
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An inch out of my reach beyond my form.
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You were an object to me, you held my gaze.
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The person I was once has me amazed
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So in my head I whispered words, empty now
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Not yours, not ever, no way, no how.
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I do believe yes, looking back
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that you have always, always, known.
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Yes, I wanted of you. Yes, I longed to touch you.
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Yes, I slept drained of you. Yes, I never had you.
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Yes, I've grown beyond you. Yes, I've gone and lived without you.
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Yes, I've thought about you. Yes, I've learned to hate you.
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Now, I realize you. Now, I stand above you.
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Now, I can despise you, and all others like you.
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Once, I would have loved you. Done anything for you.
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Held, touched, cared, forever fucked you.
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Now the thought makes me abhor you.
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You've done nothing for me. Tears were never shed for me.
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Still I know you knew it silently took more of me
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You'll never touch me. You'll never taste me.
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No matter how you want me. You mean nothing to me.
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I see red and taste your smile, bile-like spitting choked defiled
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memories now so maddening innocent, embarrassing.
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Now you're nothing and I know, as I look to you below,
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is my laughter not enough to show you how extremely you're fucked up.
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Hate Song
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Luxt |