stay....stay....stay
i'll let you break my heart as much as
you want
as long as you stay
stay....stay....stay

Does that smoke
clear me from your head?
Does being high make you forget me?
Does cannabis help wipe away your feelings
towards me?
You still have that glimmer of guilt in your blue eyes-
when you look for me when you think I'm not around to see you,
when you ignore me as we walk side by side.
Does the illicit drug help you forget the time
we wrapped our arms around each other, with your hands
lightly resting below my bra clasp, while you breathed in my scent
or
the time you leaned in and were about to ******* chapped lips?
Does the grass help you change your mind about how you really feel about me?
Does the alcohol help you sleep at night when you toss and turn with thoughts of me?
Or do I still haunt you through your choice of illicit substance use?

I'm starting to wonder
do I really want to talk
to you
ask you where we went wrong
because I already know
You never liked me
in the first place
You and I both know how this
is going to end
but here I am
fighting relentlessly
causing selfish pain
and it's worth it every moment I
chase
Because sooner or later
this train is going to crash and I'll
be the one who's shattered
into a million pieces

i feel like running my fist through the wall
because of you.