Apathy
When you screamed in pain, you couldn’t hear
how my heart was breaking free from your chains
Or maybe you just weren’t listening
Your pleas turned to voiceless whispers
as you breathed the dust of my goodbye
You didn’t see me turn away
CHORUS:
Maybe if you opened your eyes, baby
you would see that I was never yours
My smile was sweet, but my anger is deadly
Apathy is what I’m good at
I may be young, but I haven’t been naïve
since you laid your eyes on me
and whispered your poison into my veins
Soon I was trapped and helpless
Tangled in the web of lies you weaved
Caught up in the façade of your reflection
CHORUS
You found your power
in watching me bleed
But now the bruises are faded
and I’m the air you need
I’m the salt in your wounds
The prey you can’t control
I’m the creature you created
Apathy is what I’m best at
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