You have taught me how to sell So well. I have convinced them all of my resolve, Referenced and alluded to a strength I just don't have. I've sold the world my story Subtly altered, Slightly skewed. The truth is, I still cry. I cry, and I lie. Only you and I know why.
I am d ru nk and I think I could start a fire with the way you have forced me to feel about you. I just want to hurt you is that normal, to love someone so much you start to hate them? Please come back.