The Truth

Under a sea came up for air opened my eyes and heard release her a heady blur
of charcoal white still needle-filled she said release her and I went home that day she'd left by nightfall but letting go
was all I had to do don't want for what you cannot
have forgive or don't but just release her so I took stock and harbored down wandered for years then
just released her 'cause
I spat black and blood 'til all the bad in me was gone purged of everything except the truth not helping me just saving you and you knew it
I know it happened I've got pictures that prove it you called me crazy and well yeah maybe but I know the truth
I spilled black and blood 'til all the best in me was gone.