Let Go Atonal Nightmare

for Arlo Don t speak to me There s nothing you could say I d want to hear A scattered heart Your bloody gift my only souvenir Yet here in a dark room Why can t I shake you now The shallow words and careless eyes Lower you go How can you whisper all these lies How can you linger here But why can t I let you go Time wasted holding on Standing still, static distance, your name Even now triggers enmity the same Bitter pill, numb the hatred within Why and how could I let you win