MUSIC FOR SALE

I held you like a prayer in the dark,
Whispered hope into your empty heart.
Built a home from every broken part,
But you watched it fall — like it meant nothing from the start.

I wore your silence like a chain,
Carried your cold like summer rain.
I reached for you through all my pain,
But you just turned away again.

I planted flowers where you left scars,
Lit candles for your faded stars.
But you kept wishing on wounds, not light,
Running from day, hiding in night.

I spoke in truths you couldn’t hear,
Drowned in your doubts, year after year.
You called it love — a fleeting flame,
But to me, it was never a game.


I deserve your love, I didn’t deserve the pain.
I deserve the attention you gave to her.
I gave you love, you gave me tears.
I gave you care, you gave me neglect.
Love to me is like love.
Love to you is like holding a burning coal.
I deserve everything.
You gave me nothing.


I’m not explaining myself to you, I’m not begging.
I know what I deserve.
You were like the blind — you couldn’t see my colors.
I wasn’t incomplete — I was bigger than you,
Bigger than your emptiness, bigger than what you deserve.
I wanted flowers with “I love you” written on them,
But you gave me hatred — with your name written on it.

And now I'm left with shattered glass,
Memories sharp, they always last.
I was a lighthouse in your storm,Maybe one day you'll feel the cost,
Of a real heart that you have lost.
But by then I’ll be long gone,
Singing my worth in a stronger song.
But you feared the light — craved the harm.


I deserve your love, I didn’t deserve the pain.
I deserve the attention you gave to her.
I gave you love, you gave me tears.
I gave you care, you gave me neglect.
Love to me is like love.
Love to you is like holding a burning coal.
I deserve everything.
You gave me nothing.