i wonder how you lie in her bed,
how you fall asleep at night,
thoughts that go through your head,
i wonder how you keep her warm,
when cold blood runs through your veins,
and your hearts made of stone...
and I’m thankful for all the misery,
for the heart ache and the pain,
for having only the ability,
to prove me wrong again and again.
it only made my skin grow tougher,
made me realize how little your worth,
made my edges a little bit rougher.
made me believe in hell here on earth.
I wonder how you lie to her,
keep secrets like that
and fall asleep after,
and i wonder if it haunts you like me,
but with no character,
there’s no guarantee.
and if only she knew you were lying,
all your mistakes and what they were implying.
if she knew the things you’d be denying.
i wonder how you can act so happy,
and if it haunts you and not just me...
i wonder how you act so happy,
she wouldn’t be if she could only see.
i wonder how you fall asleep at night,
if you stay up battling an emotional fight.
i wonder how you even crawl into bed,
and whether you ever feel sorry instead,
and i wonder how you keep her body warm,
i wonder how your able to perform
when yours is as cold as ice,
with all your filthy lies there comes a price.
and I don’t want to be the but of your jokes,
with a heart made of stone,
I should be the only one laughing.
at the happiness you created out of lies,
the damage they could do,
and all the problems that would arise.
and i wonder how you fall asleep at night,
how you dream,
and are capable of sleeping tight.
and i wonder if it haunts you too,
if you could take it all back
i wonder what you’d do.
© nldm