I think I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love.
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend.
Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a Saint...
My own was banished long ago,
It took the Death of Hope to let you go.
So break yourself against my stones,
And spit your pity in my soul.
You never needed any help.
You sold me out to save yourself.
And I won't listen to your shame!
You ran away,
You're all the same.
Angels lie to keep control...
My love was punished long ago.
If you still care, don't ever let me know..!
