You screamed that i take up to much space
Half an inch from my face
Even while i slumped in the corner of the room
Because we all knew there was no escaping you
No escaping the drink
The nights youd go to far push me to hard

You said i take to much space
Half an inch from my face
And i just cant shake those words from my brain
On repeat over and over
Like a song i cant stop replaying
Your voice made me shake in the worst ways

You screamed i take to much space
Half an inch from my face
Because i ment nothing to you
The space that i took would just get in your way
so youd scream
Like if i didnt enable it the end was on me

My sadness is a fire
I built it to keep warm
I built it to protect me
I built to keep my sanity behind

My sadness is a fire
I fed it till it crept into the sky
I fed it till it chased every soul away
I fed it till I burned myself pushing you away

My sadness is a fire
But I built it higher
And so it became my cage I stay away from you
so I don't catch you in my flames

maybe you chose me based on the convenience
but i wouldnt have given you a second look
had i known the way we wouldve ended
i never wouldve chose you
i wish someone had written me a summary
because i had no idea
i had never seen the signs
i was to young to know any better then your hand
smacks so hard they couldve cut paper
bruises sprinkling my cheeks
yet you still called it pretty
like the bruises you left on me were just your prize

i can still feel the bite
the influence you had on me
i hear it everytime i ask permission
to do things i know he wont care about
like im still your obedient puppy
my head still so full
you broke me down
until i didnt even recognize any of my characteristics
i wonder if in another place at another time
somehow your soul was licensed to torture mine
like a sick contract with the devil
because even when ive left you
left your town
even left your friends
i still see you pop up in every store
staring pretending you didnt become
the most hateful person ive  ever met

ive been working on my karma
trying to out run you
everyday is so much work
to be a better person than you raised

cause ive been working on breaking cycles
trying to escape your circles
i refuse to give light to the trauma you caused
i wont pass it to my next generation

your screams
more blood curdling
than the sound of your beer bottles
smashing agaisnt the wall
even when there right next to my head
even as the cuts brush my cheeks
you take me down
every word poison
ment to **** me just a little more
but in the end
while your destroying my life
your bringing yourself down faster
so really in the end
we both lose

im not stable
baby im 18
i keep checking on you
but dont forget you are supposed to check on me
when every other word out of your mouth
is how stressed you are
but im the one who has nothing
im the one who just lost everything
and with my wounds still open
i had to deal with ones you didnt bother closing
now mine are infected
and i forgot how to heal