How could she Rip my throat out Watch me bleed With her phone out Document the torture You're sick A devil in the curtains (Fuck this) How could she Turn a blind eye To the man That gave her his sight It's comical, predictable I know You say I should know better (Fuck you) How could she Tear my walls down Take the spear Impale my heart out If all I did was love her Then why? Am I the one that's left here To die How could she Say I'm nothing In my eyes She knows I'm rushing On that baby molly and alcohol I know My songs were never for you Go home Back to where you came from Back to where you came from Take your things and just run Back to where you came from I took both hands Pulled you out the door and we never talked I showed you my heart pumping blood With all my veins and scars It never hurt as much as then, to see you looking down Now that I'm gone, tell me Baby, can you see me now?