Tantric

You said that you'd never hurt me
But you did anyway
My Piece of mind now deserts me
(It fills my mind with despair)
And here I lie
Down in the cold again
But still I do pretend
That I have no one
But myself to count on
Cuz I've tried to work things out
But a little mistake has slowed me down
To find out what I'm chasing after
Another day of this conflict
Once again I've bit my tongue
For this greater reward here
Life's turned into somewhat of a lie