The Assassin
The Assassin's Tale: Unraveling Unrequited Longing
Lyrics
I walk down on my knees and pray
I express humility and desperation through prayer.
I hold on to my breath all day
I endure the tension and anticipation throughout the day.
I was unloving, mistreated kind
Reflecting on past mistreatment, I was unloved and abused.
I will hunt you down with no sound
My determination to pursue and confront you is resolute, and I will do it silently.
Unforgiving, bleed unkind
Harboring resentment, I suffer from unkind wounds that won't heal.
In our bed I’ll lay down my crime
In our shared bed, I acknowledge my wrongdoing or crime.
I look down on the bottles all night
Amidst bottles, I confront my inner struggles throughout the night.
I sold my soul to keep you satisfied
I sacrificed my integrity to ensure your satisfaction.
Slowly creeping, going nowhere
I move aimlessly, making no progress in life.
Nothing’s seems too bright when I’m there
My presence dims the brightness of everything around me.
Wet and weeping, frozen stare
Experiencing emotional pain, tears flow, and a cold gaze remains.
I’m ready to sleep when I hear her manic screaming
I'm prepared for sleep but disturbed by her intense screams.
And then she said..
She then communicates something important.
Oh, you don’t understand
Expressing frustration, she believes I lack understanding.
How a woman would stand, why don’t you just..
Questioning my comprehension of a woman's perspective.
Get off my bed
I'm urged to leave her bed, indicating a troubled relationship.
Just leave the money
She insists on taking the money and wants me to depart.
Look here honey
Addressing me as "honey," emphasizing a sense of detachment.
I’m already dead
She declares her emotional death, possibly referring to the end of the relationship.
Get off the phone
Commanding me to hang up the phone, rejecting the need for affection.
Don’t need your loving’
Rejecting the need for love, emphasizing emotional detachment.
I’m already dead
Reiterating emotional demise, suggesting a state of emotional numbness.
I’m already dead
Emphasizing the finality of emotional death, conveying a sense of resignation.
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