The Erasing

I've learned the under story 

But I'm waiting for it to be heard by your lips

You kept the keys locked

Before I could encounter it somewhere near me.

Well, unknown is made knowingly

The state of the art of your fact you keep erasing

A stained individuality

Put you trying to do more than just smothering me.

There's no need to explain

Because I've learnt about your plans

And I won't care enough

Just because you're walking with somebody else.

There was none to be blamed

Before you stepped with that man

And don't you carry faith

When you're walking with somebody else.

I've learned about you, honey

But I can't seem to see the tensity in you of him touching your hips

I see you getting high

But I closed my eyes before you fell over dim.