he broke down your door and he knocked through the wall
he stole all your youth when you didn't bare all
he took what was yours in an effort to keep you
cloaked in a fog even they couldn't see through
staining your skin with the smudge of his hand
building his house on a foundation of sand
he needed a touch he thought he had the right to
the going was rough so he said you should fight through.
coming or going with no sense of time
the door was remade so he started to climb
he showed you the love he was taught to believe in
pushing aside the big truth you'd been feeling
the turn of the tide brought in pain and destruction
the thick choking smoke slowly hiding seduction
he broke all your walls while he professed to love you
blatantly saying you were one of a select few.
it's me at your door so please do let me in
I'd never proceed if you can't touch my skin
patching your pieces with clear tape and glue
no matter the damage I'll always stay true
the anger inside from the pain you once felt
is nothing compared to the obvious welt
he took all he saw but I'm here to replace it
whenever you reach out and can bear to face it.
delivering violets to your locked front door
I'm knocking politely while sat on the floor
my hands are splayed out, showing all that I am
his bursting intentions were always his scam
recover in silence or scream at his name
turn 'round to me, here to take all his blame
I know it won't help but I'm here for the taking
until we both know that the truth, you aren't faking.
for my love.