All Life Is Morose

Slapped across the face
I fall to the floor
Face flushed red
Jaw swollen and sore
"He played you, you fool."
A lie come true
"A convenience on the side,
oh how I pity you."
Thrown hard at the wall
Skull cracked and bleeding
No escape from this
Helpless feeling
"And you did it to yourself."
Grabbed up by the collar
Lips quivering
Chest heaving
"You offered the tune
And he played you
Professionally, I'll admit
Though so painfully
Executed."
Slammed against the wall again
Blood staining my collar
Why try to holler
It was all so true
"Now broken are we?
You stupid girl
Never let them in
Your rule saved you before."
Nails scrape along my throat
Air shallow and dragged
Can't breathe
Can't speak
I look up at the sky
And think...

You were supposed to be here
Save me from myself
Tell me you love me
And hold me so close

Now it starts raining
And all life is morose

All life is morose