Ariete

To hell with all your promises that you put on my back thinking I would suffer them for you,
it doesn't matter anymore what you tell me your lies shatter everything that seemed ideal maybe you're right with all my affection that you've done I don't know where I can stop and why did you lie and say that someday everything would be better with pain you learn what you don't want to know the fault was mine I know maybe you're right son of a bitch who builds my smile who is your soft morphine come and
touch my wound come and lie to my face come and touch me quickly come and spit in my face come and lie to me.
it doesn't matter who cares that you make me feel the indifference climbs up your face and laughs at me I was your best joke come and occupy me now I can do you good but no one cares who cares