The shape that held me in the dark Still lives beneath my skin Her fingers wrapped around my ribs Like thorns disguised as hymns I was too blind to sever The arms that kept me chained Too deep inside her shadow Too addicted to the pain Now the silence wears her perfume And my nightmares speak her name She died inside the fire But the fire still remains And if she walks back through the doorway I would leave before she speaks Because I know her love is venom Dressed in fragile silver sheets I hate that woman For everything she was For every wound she planted Inside the ones I love Her ashes sleep inside you Like sickness in your veins And if she rises from the dead She'll tear my heart away I remember her reflection In the corners of my sleep A beautiful corruption Buried far too deep She taught my fear to breathe again To crawl beneath my bones Now every cold and empty room Feels less like mine than hers And if she walks back through the doorway With that halo made of scars I would rip my chest wide open Just to keep her from my heart I hate that woman I hate the ghost she made The way her voice still lingers Like rusted razor blades Her ashes sleep inside you I feel them when you cry And if she rises from the silence Something in me dies So let the rain erase her footprints Let the earth consume her name But some curses aren't buried They just learn to hide in flames
