I'm not [bad word] blind to the way
That you talk around the [bad word] 
Not just what you say 
But what you do.
Played this tug of war
Way too [bad word] long,
Like every time again
I've lost, you've won

 [bad word] ]
You took advantage of the [bad word] that I gave,
Took my [bad word] it back in my face,
Reaching for words
But there's nothing to say,
I'm left to wonder
Will this ever be the same?

This rage burning through my veins,
Regret consumes my mind
Cutting deeply like a razor blade.
Will I live to see another day
Without questioning your motives
With constant doubt?

 [bad word] 

And as we sit back waiting
For these scars to heal,
Try to convince ourselves
That this isn't real,
Will you allow me forget your past
Or will you always 
Hang it over my head?