It's December I think I can fix you.
It's January I can't fix you.
It's February I'm not your bandaid.
It's March you say you can fix me.
It's April I don't need fixing.
It's May I can feel again.
It's June I can feel nothing.
It's July I am empty.
It's August I am afraid.
It's September you care about me.
It's October you and I have our problems.
It's November we won't fix each other.
It's December well work on them together.
It's January I am yours and you are mine.
It's February I love you more now than ever.
It's March thank you.
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 1:20 AM UTC
It's December I think I can fix you.
It's January I can't fix you.
It's February I'm not your bandaid.
It's March you say you can fix me.
It's April I don't need fixing.
It's May I can feel again.
It's June I can feel nothing.
It's July I am empty.
It's August I am afraid.
It's September you care about me.
It's October you and I have our problems.
It's November we won't fix each other.
It's December well work on them together.
It's January I am yours and you are mine.
It's February I love you more now than ever.
It's March thank you.
