(Verse 1)
Within this silence I bask in all the truth
They sigh and whisper "You knew it was coming true"
Mourning the parts of me I let you keep
Nothing left unspoken, you gave me cheap
promises, the slight of your hand
Moved all my mountains to make room for your kingdom
Planted you flowers
Then they bloomed into a burden

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh no, here it comes...

(Chorus)
How did these paper cuts turn into sheets
of coverups and ruined destinies
If we fought, we'd have won the war
but rage the of your storms were mightier
Gave you my heart but your loyalty was pricier

Who's to say this was a riot
I showed you my museum of tired out history
sealed air shut
You say I'm not who I said I was
Oh no, I'm mourning all over again

(Verse 2)
Was this narcissism or am I overthinking
Did the child in me scream too loudly
For you to help her, soothe and calm me
But you covered your ears
Closed your pale blue eyes
Couldn't live with the baggage
Left by all the other passerbyers

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh no, here comes the end again

(Chorus)
How did these paper cuts turn into sheets
of coverups and ruined destinies
We could have won the war,
but the gasoline of resentment was mightier
Gave you my heart but your gluttony was dicier

Who's to say my defenses would start a riot
I showed you my museum of tired out history
sealed air shut. Carried the key with me
You say I'm not who I said I was
Oh no, I'm mourning again

(Bridge)
Told you my stormweather worries
Waiting for the other shoe to drop in your glory
As you tell our fateless story

You cradled precious cargo in you hand
You promised my father, "For this, I'll take care"
Now I'm stranded, pattering down an endless street
As a watch a parade of my life's mistakes
Masquerading as an unfinished book of what not to do
Begging for more signs, I'll ignore them too

Strudged through trails
Mocked and shamed
Through it all, protected your Christian name
Sought me out to claim an untouched pearl
Smiled and said, "We'll give this a whirl"
Sorry I came with formalities
Loyalty comes with some casualties
Coaxed me out of my sturdy brick walls
"Who's the fairest of them all"
Purity's out of my name
Mourning over what I'll never claim

(Closing)
As you strode into the night,  waving the commandments of our strife
"She was pretty but so neglectful, hard of hearing and so distasteful"

I'll always settle for mediocre at best, mourning over another historical mess