as I sit down on
this bench
I would flinch as if
i was afraid of
being drenched.
I, clench down on the
wood
as if it should
give me the biggest wounds...
but not even splinters
could top the way you
scarred my heart.
August twenty first
was the day you told
me, we should be
apart.
O'
you sure did knew how
to aim for your target
Silly me,
I just didn't know that target
was me.
and I guess what they say
in that song was true,
i'll always just be...
somebody that you used to know.
