See he saw me as a human, this one thinks I’m a slaughterhouse

And in the night
It was a drunken stutter
Started as a next to nothing conversation
And then he's tearing me out
Taking me apart at my friend's house
I was uncomfortable
I was hurt
Still with blue innocence in his eyes
I felt my reasoning was harsh
With every stab wound and exhale
I promised myself
That I would never lose my youthful fears of grown up men
I'm scarred with cruel intentions
I thought of another the whole time
Who would have never stared me like that
See he saw me as a human
This one thinks I'm a slaughterhouse