Welts, Blisters, Burns, Scabs, Lacerations and Bruising - Lymphoedema

I wanted you, I wasn't supposed to I stayed with you 'cause you asked me to All the good, all the bad, all the ugly and sad That you put me through I wanted you, somehow I still do Took my time to realise That I was never on your mind That all your love has ended up a lie My surrender to defeat Broke off every part of me Knowing that I'd never leave you God, it's so embarrassing that I would've done anything Even though I didn't need you You hurt me so damn slow Blisters they start to show And you know I wanted you, and I still do How dare you wait so long to break it? One year of us, six months you faked it Took my time to realise That I was never on your mind That all your love has ended up a lie My surrender to defeat Broke off every part of me Knowing that I'd never leave you God, it's so embarrassing that I would've done anything Even though I didn't need you You hurt me so damn slow Blisters they start to show And you know I wanted you, and I still do You hurt me so damn slow Blisters they start to show Drained all the blood I owned Wore me down to the bone My surrender to defeat Broke off every part of me Knowing that I'd never leave you God, it's so embarrassing that I would've done anything Even though I didn't need you You hurt me so damn slow Blisters they start to show And you know I wanted you, and I still do I wanted it, it to be you

You are infatuated, with what consumes you Put the victim on the front lines, and left for dead Stop acting like there's no, no other option But to let the waves carry you away Can you hold the water responsible for your wayward behavior? Anymore then it blames you for its gripping currents Erase the proof, erase the proof But your shame will remain Your shame will remain Will remain Your shame will remain Your shame will remain Your mind is the mountain before you Will you always need someone to hold your hand And talk you through the night's shadows It's so much easier to fight this war, when you're the last in line When you're the last in line Can you hold the water Can you hold the water responsible for your wayward behavior? Anymore then it blames you for its, gripping currents What will you become, what will become of you? What will you become, what will become of you? Your mind is the mountain before you You've reached the summit, now transcend the skies You've reached the summit, now transcend the skies