Replaying on the left side of my heart,
Are the words you said to me,
Still sharp like the wicked crown of thorns.
And they've been distracting my arteries from pumping blood.
I tried to push them to the back of my head,
But realized that they could ring in my ears,
Every time I knock my toes.
Everyday has been a struggle,
A battle to detach my thoughts from the truth of those words.
A fight to convince myself that I couldn't trust someone so dumb.
A soul search to teach my body how to be numb.
And my tears how to slow down.
But how can I win the fight,
When every time I look into your eyes,
Those words point back at me,
Dangerous and capable of stabbing.
