What can I make from the bricks that remain in the rubble you left in my chest

Did you take foundation or just decoration, how much of me really is left

I had a blueprint, together we drew it

But how can I build when I don't know where you hit

The cracks are increasing who knows how much more I can take

An old roman story tells this same old tale

A woman turned monstrous for the mistakes of a male

But the way people see her is only half her story

I'd have taken the gorgon's curse (hiss) over how you made me feel

I turned around and it all was changed

My life will never be the same with my pieces rearranged

This was my turning point, where you turned on me

Where the future was set in stone and I feel

Like what was being built can't be the same

I turned you on, so you turned on me

I thought that we'd be fine, until you took that from me

In my own bed where you left me trying to process what you'd done

I may have turned you on but you turned off a future for me

I turned around and it all was changed

My life will never be the same with my pieces rearranged

This was my turning point, where you turned on me

Where the future was set in stone and I feel

Like what was being built can't be the same

Your memory lingered so I'm turning it to stone

The center of my garden is where you'll be thrown

No Giants to stand on but you'll see what I can grow

On the shoulders of a tiny man who thought I had something he was owed

My friends call you a bitch, but that's not fair

Because even my dog understands what no means

I turn around and it all has changed

My life will never be the same with my pieces rearranged

This is my turning point, cuz you turned on me

Now my future is set in stone and I feel

Like what was being built can't be the same

It'll turn out okay