you're like that girl that sets up charlie brown
its ironic how you aren't here to hear
these words...
don't you think?
you can read them some other time...

its gotten to the point where i cant consider myself worthwhile
if you keep allowing me this pain; forgiveness
good thing i don't have a say in the matter
i never knew ambivalence could be so... predictable

you always thought leaving your problems is easier
i always thought solving them is worth it
guess opposites do attract

you're drowning me in a river of sin
the anxiety of betrayal; the relief of failure
theres no skin left on my bottom lip
i'm just broken enough to let you win...