You see in me only the passage of time,
A mile marker for the roads you have traveled.
I am nothing to you anymore...
Nothing but a forest of concrete and gravel.
I am not a person to you, no-
I am but a place you have been.
You inhabited my soul, my very heart...
But you will never be there again.
My gasoline tears fuel your get away car,
As you steer me out of control.
I know, yes... I know-
Never again will I be whole.
I am constrained by my own rhymes,
I am the victim of your device.
I offered myself to you,
And you burned me to the ground.