Why?

T for S

If I was the ocean, then you?d be my moon
Maestro of thoughts and a banner for pain
A wink, and you?re gone from my atmosphere
But I swear that your thought kills my heart just the same

Assassin of love, is it really you?
Or is it the thought of you keeping me here?
Frozen in frames that I hope to be real
Slashing me, biting me, you?re never near

Why did you want to do this to me?
Or is it just hesitance pulling my strings?
Such a small length of time to f**k up my whole life
Ruining pretty much everything

The new guy in town, that sculpted half smile
Guess now he?s running the show in your world
Don?t you know that he?s a puppeteer?
Or are you enjoying the strings that he pulled?

They say that a handful of time cures all hurt
But they never stepped in my shoes for a mile
Speak when I?m the one cemented in hell
Throw me a line and lend me a smile

Killing me, killing me, just let me go
One hand in his, other holding my chain
I am your slave for a simple slim chance
When YOU should be the one feeling the pain

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
I hate you, I hate you, I love you, I hate you