Everyone knows I'm right about one thing
You and I don't work out
You bring out the mean in me
I bring out your insecurities
You know what I am talking bout
Eventually you'll be fine if we break up
And one day I'll be fine too
But we should just end it now
Before someone gets more hurt than they have to

Before I ever met you
I never knew that my heart could love so hard
Before I ever met you
I never knew I would be enemies with disregard
Before I ever met you
I never knew that I liked to be kissed for days
Before I ever met you
I never knew I could be broken in so many ways

If meeting you was lucky,
I am the unluckiest person in the world.

Life is a battlefield
Win or lose? Take it or leave it?
or just go in between?
Uncertain as when will it rain or shine

Be a soldier,
ready to fight and risk everything
from beginning until the end
love and honor still fulfill

Be a nurse,
ready to heal the wounded ones
ready to care for everyone
love is the greatest

Be an opponent,
ready to threaten,
ready to attack
great determination is needed

I may not be a soldier
Not ready to fight 'til the end
Not at all times you'll win
Be brave enough to accept defeat

I may not be a nurse
Cause even for myself,
I cannot heal all the wounds
Scars remind me of sorrows
I wish to forget

I may not be an opponent
Cause even for myself,
I cannot go beyond my limits
Still stuck with fears and doubts

I may not be anyone
Searching my worth and purpose
In a place of the unknown
For myself, I am different.

You put yourself in stupid places
Yes, I think you know it's true
Situations where it's easy to look down on you
I think you like to be the victim
I think you like to be in pain
I think you make yourself a victim
Almost every single day

You say they taught you how to read and write
They taught you how to count
I say they taught you how to buy and sell
Your own body by the pound
I think you like to be their simple toy
I think you love to play the clown
I think you are blind to the fact
That the hand you hold
Is the hand that holds you down

no matter what the romantics may try to tell you you're not made of stardust
or outer space you're filled with blood
but now it's spilling out onto the cold tile floor
the same floor that you slipped on and broke your wrist
it's the blood of your first kiss
and the time you made your mother smile so hard you thought her eyes were the galaxies
and all the screams and tears that you've held inside
but now it's dripping down and pooling at your size 8 feet that once wore hello kitty sneakers
and you're coughing and spitting and every word and every memory that has ever entered your mind is spilling out
and you're losing your touch with reality and all you can think of is every mistake of your past
but now they're on the floor too and you've forgotten them with everything else
and your mother will cry and your brother will become angry with the world and your father will blame himself
but maybe you will finally have realized the truth
albeit too late

those aren't f*cking stars rushing out of your tired skin
it's you
and everything you are