HIS HANDS, MY HELL

Lyrics: His Hands, My Hell I found his shadow in the sheets we shared, His scent on your skin—does he even care? His laughter’s a blade that cuts through my chest, You chose him over all the love I confessed. I see him in your eyes when you look my way, The guilt you wear is a mask of decay. Every touch, every lie, every stolen night, A wildfire of betrayal that burns too bright. His hands held you where mine used to stay, His lips stole the words you used to say. He’s the ghost in the bed where I lay my head, The death of our love, a truth I dread. You gave him your body, I gave you my soul, Now I’m broken, lost in a blackened hole. Your love was a lie, his sin was your sin, And I’m drowning in the fire you let him begin. His touch still lingers, his whispers remain, You turned my devotion into endless pain. Did he make you feel alive in a way I can’t? Was his love a drug, his touch enchant? Did you hold him close like you once held me, Or was I a cage you longed to break free? His nails on your back, his breath on your neck, A thousand images I can’t deflect. Did you crave the thrill of a love undone, While I stayed faithful, thinking I’d won? You let him in where I should be, A twisted knot of your infidelity. His body was your escape, your sin, Now I wear this torment under my skin! I see it now—the stolen glances, His smile at you, the lingering chances. Did you love him more, or was it just lust? Was I just the ashes you swept in the dust? You killed the part of me that believed, Now love’s a lie, and I’ve been deceived. I’ll rise from this wreckage, but scars will stay, His shadow will haunt me every day. Burn the sheets, burn the lies, burn it all, But I’ll never forget the depth of the fall. You let his hands ruin what was mine.