you say i'm an angel.
you say that i'm good.
you see me in a way that i wish that i could.

i know who they say i am

i'm only honest when it rains
and all the rain did was help
you slip through my fingers

everyone says that habits hold you back,
but i think i liked you better that way.
it was easier when you had something
to keep your ego from overtaking
everything.

your boyfriend is a dog, so what does that make you?

i'd rather stay lost than have to be found.
i can't feel my pulse or my feet on the ground.
but i don't want to die today.
i have bridges to burn and things to say.
and you're sure as hell going to hear them.

i wish you messed with me
and not my mind
but at least you ***** something of mine