Lyrics:

I've been cursed,
I've been crossed,
I've been beaten by the ones that get me off.

I've been cooked,
I've been overdone,
I've been shattered by the ones I thought I loved.

You kept me here like a chalk outline,
On the sidewalk waiting for the rain,
to wash away, wash away.
You keep coming back to the scene of the crime,
But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyways.
All you left behind, is a chalk outline.

I've been cold, in the c___.
But not as cold and the words across your lips.
You'll be sorry baby, sorry.
When you reach across the bed where my body used to lay.

You kept me here like a chalk outline,
On the sidewalk waiting for the rain,
to wash away, wash away.
You keep coming back to the scene of the crime,
But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyways.
All you left behind, is a chalk outline.
Left behind,
Is a chalk outline.

Left behind,
Left behind, behind chalk outline,
On the sidewalk waiting for the rain to wash away.
To wash away.
You keep coming back to the scene of the crime,
But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyways.
All you left behind, is a chalk outline.

~credit to ynseyjune