Something Never Said

Was it something never said Was it something I missed Was it something I wanted Was it something I did Was it all for nothing Was it just a mistake Was it just a warning That came a little too late I'm still picking up the pieces The pieces of us I'm still nursing the bruises Still tasting blood Still holding onto anger The anger inside I'm still in that moment Still asking why Was it something never said Was it something I missed Was it something I wanted Was it something I did Was it all for nothing Was it just a mistake Was it just a warning That came a little too late I'm still swimming in sorrow Sorrow's bliss I'm still just an outline A shell of emptiness I'm still facing my fears My fears and doubts I'm still just surviving Waiting to found Was it something never said Was it something I missed Was it something I wanted Was it something I did Was it all for nothing Was it just a mistake Was it just a warning That came a little too late I feel nothing is going my way I feel hollow, hollow and ashamed I feel like nothing is going my way I feel hollow, hollow and ashamed I'm still picking up the pieces The pieces of us I'm still nursing the bruises Still tasting blood Was it something never said Was it something I missed Was it something I wanted Was it something I did Was it all for nothing Was it just a mistake Was it just a warning That came a little too late