How do you expect me to believe it's not my fault
When that's how it feels
When constantly every word comes out of me your next words for me you are yelling
How do expect me not shed a tear
All my scars are open when you yell at me
I know I'm not right
But how I'm I wrong if that makes sense
Why do you sting like a bee
But I still want you to be mine honey
I apologize ahead if I don't have enough nectar
I'm not that big of a flower I still got some growing to do
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 10:04 PM UTC
How do you expect me to believe it's not my fault
When that's how it feels
When constantly every word comes out of me your next words for me you are yelling
How do expect me not shed a tear
All my scars are open when you yell at me
I know I'm not right
But how I'm I wrong if that makes sense
Why do you sting like a bee
But I still want you to be mine honey
I apologize ahead if I don't have enough nectar
I'm not that big of a flower I still got some growing to do