Did it please you? To take joy in the pain I feel.
Did it? I’m so sure that it did.
I’m sure that it pleased you when I tried to explain how awful I felt; leaving you the way I did. I do regret my past transgressions, but that was overlooked by you.
Does it please you now knowing my heart will never be the same; I will never be the same.
Does it? I’m so sure that it does.
It makes you happy knowing she is exactly like me, only younger. She is the version of myself you wished I had been.
I will never be released from the pain of losing you.
Does it Please you yet?
Well, does it?