Omg! the blood

Things can never go back to the way that they were
Never go back to the way that they things can
Never go back to the way that they were
They were

Was hurting me your intent?
Open heart surgery
Scalpel without the sense, to not sell what we had between us to pay the rent, the our living condition was a lie
You were visiting me in prison for crimes I committed when I was high
Envision the inside, crawling with bloody animals
Saw them become my family
Calling out to you, panicking
And it can get worse, the vanishing act
Abandonment hit me head first.
Sweet heart, you brought fleas in your home
I'm bleeding now, I don't see how that's easy to condone.
What the fuck did you think was gonna happen when I got out?
I would have made you my only, but not now.

Things can never go back to the way that they were
Never go back to the way that they things can
Never go back to the way that they were
They were

Omg, the blood (oh my god!)
The blood

Was hurting me your intent?
Maybe you found god and you're giving me up for lent
When I was a little cold I would sleep next to the vent
I guess that's what you did when I was away but don't expect me to look at you the same
You put me through the pain of walking out of a coffin and into the crematorium
Funeral tune accordion, now you want the delorean
Now you're falling apart with remorse
Nailing my tell-tale heart to the floor...
With a bastard fuck partially born pathetic etiquette
I let it get out of hand, my life had to get edited
You're deader than the day that I left
You were supposed to wait forever and a day but you crept into a frozen lake.

Things can never go back to the way that they were
Never go back to the way that they things can
Never go back to the way that they were
They were

Omg, the blood (oh my god)
The blood

Was hurting me your intent?
If I had never left would your soul have remained content?
I'm nauseated by it I turn away from the stench
Of promises decomposing in the walls of a house that was once home to us all
I carved you into a swan from a block of ice
Without profiting properly (shoulda prophesied)
Complete and total betrayal
The only thing I asked you not to do when I told you I was going to jail!
Now it's all crumbling
What a humbling little experience this has come to be (are you serious?)
Mumbling, fumbling your excuses
Who is the last laugh
I'm chuckling while you're buckling under stress
Fuck it then, I'm a mess (yes!)
My final dying wound, wait, you were never mine to lose
I'm confused, I forgot
I woulda never let you be my woman, whatever though
You say you didn't know but you shoulda!

Things can never go back to the way that they were
Never go back to the way that they things can
Never go back to the way that they were
They were

Omg, the blood (oh my god the blood!)
The blood

Omg, the blood (oh my god!)
The blood