Spurned and burned And turned from the One for whom you yearn
No one should know what I know. Be grateful for my Silence. My burden.
I disappear when He walks in the room, you’d think He would take the hint.
Embed your blade in My bone. Drag your dagger through My flesh. Make it hurt.
Dangerous lies in Wait at your door. Inside Your house. So be still.
On I twitch and dance As you tug my strings, your toy; Set me free, I beg.