i look behind me and i see
a path of blood and glass and rose petals
a trail of broken hearts and hurt words

and i don't want to be that anymore

but i see you all
everyone of you
and i am so, so sorry that i hurt you
i really did love you
some of you, i still do

i am so sincerely sorry
to all of you
for what i have done
and if you could ever forgive me
i would kiss every one of your scars
if i could ever fix this
i would mend all of your broken hearts

she's strong, i know she is
too many people let every bad thing drag them down
not her, she uses the negativity, the ****** days
builds off of them and makes herself stronger
but she's still just a person
and she's fragile on the inside
and i am so, so scared of hurting her.

i know he's not mine
has never been mine

but i wanna be his favorite
the kind of girl he'll never forget
i wanna be the kind of girl
that you can't help but regret
i know i'm nothing special
just another ex
but godfuckingdammit
i wanna be the best

always fighting that urge for control
the urge to break a heart and hold it just out of reach
pull people in and then push them back
keep them just far enough, so they cant help but stay
without ever touching me, or breaking my heart
and turning out more and more
empty, angry, painful people
just. like. me.

fine
whatever
im the bad guy
im always the ******* bad guy
let me just sit here quietly for you
and let you tell me all my sins

im a liar and a cheat
im a sneak and a thief
ive never done anything right
and i'll die before anyone loves me

yes, its all my fault
everything is always
my ******* fault
your ****** up psyche
has nothing to do with the **** you pump into your body like candy
no way, nuh uh
thats my fault too, isnt it?