I am left in the dust
I still wait for you, if you must
Poke and prod and wedge your way into my life
You had said you wanted me for a wife

You tried to change me when I was independant
You made me scared and dependant
I have heard much more than you think
Seen the way you wink
To the girl across the room, and when you say you love me
When you're wishing it was her not me

I was a free burning candle, a torch of nature
Not a slave to the legaslature
And you but me in a bracket so that I could not spread
And you had nearly snuffed me out, made my flame go dead

I wanted to love you
Trust me, what I say is true
I don't want to be the one you chose
When the love of others you lose

You fell in love once, but changed me to you liking
Well I'm not modeling clay, to be played with, but you were shaping
Me in her old image, because you were carrying her around with you
Wishing that you wish of me being her would come true

You became violent in eventuality
I began to see the reality
That you so convinently hid
Afraid I'd flip my lid

You were afraid I'd reject you if I knew how she died
So instead of being truthful, you lied
But eventually you shone through
Like a flood in a slough

I left you after calling the police
Maybe some day they'll release
You after killing her and nearly me
I hope you learn your lesson left in that damn cell, wishing you were free
 
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