You were getting too close for me to handle.
You understood the darkest parts of my mind.
Resulting in me breaking yours first.
Before you'd have the chance to break mine.

I shouldn't have let you in.
You knew more about me than I did myself.
It was just an invitation for additional pain.
To end up crying, screaming for help.

Don't ask me questions about why
I have the tendency to think the way I do.
But if you were in desperate need of an answer,
then my response would most definitely be you.

You caused this constant fear of pain.
Don't tell me things will be alright.
There isn't a thing that will make forget
About a darkness I don't have the strength to fight.

I wasn't surprised when you stuck around for the good days,
Leaving the second you had seen me at my worst.
That's why before you had the chance to break my heart.
I knew I'd have to break yours first.