[Verse 1: Crocker]
Where to start, where to start, so many moments picked apart
Thought that was where the story stopped, but yet you brought another arc
A twist that you had insisted on, just keeping in the dark
Ye, another tale of turning marks into a scar
You pushed to see the clouds that I had fought to tuck away
And when I brought them into view, you went and called upon the rain
Downplayed the significance, a**ured me all the same
Just vent within these instruments, the past is fraught with pain
Word's don't do it justice, what it meant for to share with you
Excavate those corpses, open up, and lay them bare with you
Cliche turns of phrases like, "I Love You" and "I Care For You"
Have been but all replaced, I wish nothing but despair for you
Handed out that hope like it was just enough for me to hang
Played me for the guilty party, shackled me in chains
Funny all the nerve you find when time has all but waned
How it stopped was how it started, ‘nother lover, hidden shame
[Verse 2: Crocker]
Not a bit of this is fiction, though I wish it all was written
Just a clever little tale that I whipped up and got to spitting
Sure I think about you, but it's you, as if you died
Muse upon our memories, our tailor made goodbye
The honesty you asked of me, apparently alluded you
I'm guessin' what to do with you, apparently diluted you
I wonder if you're empty, if there's anything consuming you
Apologies, I'm making peace, with all I had to do with you
This is not my absolution from my part in our diffusion
But mine was not betrayal, nor shrink wrapped in a illusion
When we separated first, you asked of me to take that drive
When I call about your cheating, you tell me your too high
So I do it all in person, for two hours, and to your eyes
But you won't pick up the phone, you tell me that your too high
So toast a fallen angel and the sky from whence she fell
And for everything you find when you looked beyond her veil