If that is what you have to do, if that is how you have to act, then fuck it. I don't want it. Stay thee away. Opening your legs to that man, as I sat and watched, oh misery sat beside me. I play the guitar, and pretend I can't see, try to mask and hide, in no one I confide. My heart bleeds black blood, blood that I can taste, a part of me, a piece of me, has died. I am nothing.