I remember the first time i realised you didn't know me at all.
Bad blood, you said was what you thought i felt towards an ex friend.
I actually had to think about that connection because for me that relationship was more 'wonderland' and 'clean'.
Totally different tones in the lyrics.
The rest of the cascade of events between us stopped being a surprise and became vessels of disgust.
Disgust that i thought you knew me all those years, disgust that despite the things you got wrong about me i still gave you passes; because though you didn't know me, i knew you.
I still know you.
Bad blood was the crack in the glass before it shattered and my illusion of our friendship came crashing down.
It had always been for and about you.
Even when we were kids and teenagers. When we lived in completely opposite states, you cried to me, i bowed to you.
You were the poor, abandoned child.
It festered inside of you our entire relationship and i never thought twice.
Hindsight is 20/20.
Its taken years for me to see it, and i'm not only angry at you for what you did & said, but angry at myself for letting you and understanding you.
You didn't deserve me; ever.