Stung

A dusty and arid river bed, it's where I wandered for days, when you let me go, my dear. I came out here, to find something, But I don't know what I'm looking for right now, I'll know it when i find it though. The nights are cold, the days are fire, and I feel none of it, when it really comes down to it, but I feel the loss, feel the loss of you, But still I need to find a place to sleep, until I feel like I can come home. A scorpion slept beside me last night, and no, it wasn't you this time, but you were the one that stung me, that much I know, perhaps, perhaps he'll help me meet my end when he comes back the next night. An amber dawn, much like the best morning for us, but this time I awoke alone, to find a deadly serpent coiled by my head, I named it after you, but it was much kinder, It spoke to me and said, "you need to go find her." Could I forgive you? Could you be forgiven? Should i forgive you? Should i listen, was it just the heat, playing tricks on me, or did the serpent have a reason? Should I come find you? Was it long enough? Are you worth it? Something must have thought you were, because deep inside my mind I know, Your sting is what I need. Stung, Stung, Stung, Stung, Stung, don't just need love, Stung, don't just need lovin, stung, don't just need love, Stung, Stung!