You knew what you were doing.
You knew exactly what you said.
You knew every action you made.
You knew exactly what I would become.
You’re a Thief.
You’re the shadows that roam before dawn.
You’re the thorns on a rose.
Your words cut like obsidian daggers.
You knew exactly what you did.
You lied to everyone.
All because you’re a selfish criminal.
A story of Heartache