I don't understand what I did.

[drainoutmylungs]

My actions?
Maybe so.
But I'm lost.
I'm clueless.
I'm so fuckin empty.
I gave you everything.
You took it all without any sympathy.

I'm not back to the way I was.
You just misunderstand me.
You don't care enough about me to listen to everything I have to say.

I treated you like a fuckin queen and ever since I've been out of jail I've been treated like grade A shit. Why? I was right.
You've been planning this.
You've been planning to carry this out ever since I was gone.
You just lost your feelings now entirely, so you've made your move.

If I live without you, I don't live at all.