Murderer of Feelings

I caught you creeping late in the night. Thought you were

clever, you can't hide now. All you have done and all

we've been through. You never really knew me, you never really tried.

I'm so tired of wanting. Wanting more than this. There's no room

for you here. 'Cause I, I'm a murderer. Murdered all the

feeling. Murdered the dreams. Murdered whatever loyalty we shared. It's a crime

scene and I am the criminal. I hope the sound of the door

makes you realize you don't deserve me. You never did. Murder,