When will I learn?
I don't need to crash and burn
I don't need your hand under my bra
To feel alive
I don't need your mouth on mine
To breathe
They love what I do not what I am
Its not about you its the fact that I feel broken
Cant you understand
When you say bye I know I'll never see you again
And sometimes there is no bye
So why do I do it
The first one was emotions
I cried for days
No text, No text
I broke, I fell
It wasn't my fault
He fed me a bunch of lies
And of course I believed them
Hell I was innocent
Never touched, never kissed