Written by: Sarah Casey

Your lies begin to erupt
and I'm losing sight of you-
who I thought you were-
who I wanted
but it's clear 
you've won once again-
shut the door another time-
let me be in the damp,
dark old room-
filled with our memories.
Then you spit out one more line
and I curse you in my head
I'm better off without you-
yet the love's better off dead
so hit me one more time
this is the last straw in my hand
i've fallen way to much
for someone to toss me on the ground.