You're Listening To A Dead Man Speak

They say [bad word] understanding [bad word] when you're alone. Well here you'll find me standing lacerated to the bone. I'm lacerated to the bone. I never learn from my mistakes. I should have kept my distance, should have left well enough alone, now I watch you feed me the last remnants of my soul. From your mouth I watch your words escape, from the ground I watch you walk away. I'm lacerated to the bone. I crawl across this concrete floor. I hear me say, a^?oeI should have known I've seen this all beforea^??. I'm breathing in this vacant hole where no [bad word] & no one knows. I should have seen the weeping walls & closed my ears to desperate thoughts & now I'm breathing in this hole, a strange corner far from hope. [bad word] man with hopeless fears. I should have known to leave this place, this bitter air this vacant space. I should have left without a trace. I should [bad word] when you touched me, a perfect touch laced with defeat. single touch to make me weak. You're listening to a dead man speak. I never learned from my mistakes. I should have [bad word] known.