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?