In the police station you let blood drip down your wrists, yet you insist. Eyes swolen shut, you wont shut up, I wont put up. When they arrested you, a stunning dress you wore. . .That stunt you pulled inside the store. I pulled you in and then you stabbed me with a shiv. I needed to be more of me with less of you. I couldn't stand that part of me that would pull through. I needed you. That site was one to be revered. You chased me 'round while others cheered. And then that look inside your eyes...Distrust, and total clarity. Then Wednesday, you called me on the phone. You said that we needed to talk alone. We couldn't express things as they were. The other night I said I needed to be more of me and less of you. I couldn't stand a part of me that would pull through I needed you. Couldn't replace a part of me that fell apart inside of you. You know I need to see more life We couldn't make amends or bend. It all depends upon your lense. I guess that's how it's gonna be. I need you to be more like me. I needed to be more of me with less of you. I couldn't stand that part of me that would pull through. I needed you. You.