Perder

I was blinded and with a sword,
I wanted to take you out of me
Nothing was more raw than the disillusionment
Of seeing you laughing in front of me

But now I know that this time
I had to lose
And your lips are so sharp
That it tears me apart
Much more

I was lying in the bathtub,
Asking for someone to talk to me about you
Nothing was more raw than getting up
And seeing that my bed wasn't for two