I make plans which I don't believe in but it keeps my head above water
The idea of a future even though chances are the waves are stronger
Your blood running through my veins, I try to wash it out with liquor
I mix water with flour to make a paste but your blood is still thicker
And I remember you as a leopard that can never change its spots
I hope you remember me as the flower and you the flowerpot
You are the thorn of the rose, you are the freckles in my skin
I am where the war ends and you are where it begins
You are the image in the mirror, you are the tumour in the brain
You are the hidden part of the iceberg you are the blood in my veins.
With all those chemicals in your brain, all those voices in her head
I’m not surprised you went insane with some of the things they would have said
The scariest thing is noticing I’m making the same mistakes
That life isn’t a dream that you’ll one day wake
And if it was as easy as scratching you out
I’d be carving, clawing and scraping you away without a doubt
So in 10 years when I’ve swept you under the carpet completely
I’ll show you the women I’ve become and with no difficulty
Will I tell you that if you stayed in my life, I’d hate to see where I would be
You not being in my life, was the best thing you ever did for me