it's 3 am and I don't care how it sounds
I am just going to write what has happened
anything involving you to me has ceased
and anything that tethers me to you is my enemy
fallen, fallen
why would you give me fake love
my security wasn't true
you cash in on my loyalty
I'm broke, I'm broke
I don't have anything for you!
still you found something
I thought nothing left of that me
now I'm here in my bed
afraid to go near the room where we slept
afraid memories will make me call
afraid the phone will just ring and ring
afraid of what I'll do
ring and ring