It Was Me, I Killed Her Video (MV)

Why can't we leave
Our misery a memory?
Your heart can't contain what's left of a tragedy
Disdain, integrating deep in your mind
Malice overtaking making you blind
Say that you let go, but to meet all this rage
A tearing of heartache can't tear out a page
For-longing contempt displayed on a stage
I crossed your path
Came out just fine
I crossed your path
Came out just...
Failure to discard recollection of damage
Bleeds to a past that can never be salvaged
Ripping lacerations never bandaged
Only feeds perception, a change you can't manage
Infatuation morphs into shackles
That bind you
Disregard that the past is behind you
For the depths of our words are the weapons we yield
A poignant reminder of scars
Left unhealed
Despite all the rage
To spite all our pain
Dragging a dead corpse
In the name of fame
A form of release
A false sense of peace
Saying we let go
But cling to the casket
If all of love was lost to hate
The more we die to separate
We write, we scream (Reanimate)
Only prolonging the decay
These words are razorblades
That only serve to hurt
Just a reminder
Of what we left behind
(What we left behind)
The notes you left me
Were supposed to be comforting
All they did was lead me to
An empty house
With desolate rooms
Broken picture frames
Handcuffs, leather, lace
Better times left unsaid
Focus on the tears we shed
If all of love was lost to hate
The more we die to separate
We write, we scream (Reanimate)
Only prolonging the decay
These words are razorblades
That only serve to hurt
Just a reminder
Of what we left behind
What did we leave behind?
A love defined by sad goodbyes
Worriment and jealous eyes
Loneliness and sullen lies
There's one thing I gotta f*cking know
Before I cut off my tongue
And slit my throat
Did we meet your rage?
Did we meet your rage?
You steal what you don't own
Now that you've been bought and sold
If honesty in art was fake
The more we lie we dissipate
We're every single f*cking thing
I love to hate