Floorboards
And cold rushing air
Similar beats and sirens
Lying low in the lowlands
Riding off the high
Shes lying
And I will be taking the fall.
So can I put this to rest
After three years
And still recurring nightmares
Whilst you are happily married
What reason did you have
To blame me completely?
Still I am wondering
What happened in those last months
This last area of my heart
And I am still victimised
So vindicate me
So I can put this to rest.
Tell me brother
What did she do?
