What did I do wrong?
Will you tell me what I did wrong?
What did I do wrong?
Will you tell me what I did wrong?
Was it a first offense?
How long have you been harboring that venom?
You could've used your words then
You wanted them to hurt and so I let them
Never would I beseech you
As some sadistic vengeance exercise
To endure what you put me through
I don't think you would pull out on the other side
I know you had a temper, but I guess I thought I was immune.
Felt it as you severed my mind Tore it all of the way through
And I was strawberry picking You were gathering ammunition to use
And the struggle digs in My mind has not been silenced since
You.
My life has not been silent since you left me.
What did I do wrong with you to be a virgin?
