This will end.

I see her,I see hurt.And you make it worseYou're the worstIt's like you rehearseEach and every time you sayYou'll be different in some way.I don't believeIn reliefOr releaseReal easeNever did more than teaseMy tendrils.But still I did ten drillsI said I did ten pillsI cleaned up seven spillsAnd stillI am instilledWith an unfulfilledNeed to be [...]