You Make My Violin Cry
My violin cries for my out of tuned wife
You Make My Violin Cry
You make my violin cry
strings break under your touch
notes bleed across the room
every sound is pain
you dishonest bitch
you smiled while you cut me
you kissed while you lied
you held me only to drop me
the bow shakes
the song dies
the silence after is worse
you make my violin cry
and all I hear is you
you made my violin cry
you self centred
selfish flat noted bitch.
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