iamamiwhoami - o

I thought I felt a spark, Thought I saw a flame, When something changed in you, Who took the blame? My plan was bullet-proof, As I became, A fortress of your heart, Love, a kind that kills and scars, And makes you kneel and cry, To hell and back, An words that slit your throat, An make you think of love, As though you're back, It's what you lack, The sound of letting go, A side of you, That we all set aside, When the world was new, Under the full moon, Only endless rain, An absence of your heart, Love, a kind that kills and scars, And makes you kneel and cry, To hell and back, An words that slit your throat, An make you think about, As though you're back, It's what you lack.