It's been three months since
And maybe it'll take thirteen to get over me hurting you so bad
I punish myself on a daily basis
Shoving knives into my rib cage
Trying to reach my heart so I can feel how you felt when I broke you down
I'm beginning to think I lost my heart a long time ago
And I was using yours for the time being to feel some sort of love again
And while doing that I tore you apart
How could I ever forgive myself for what I've done to you
I want to ***** at the thought of my hand on your face
Because I know I wasn't touching you gently
I was forcing a hard blow to your soft cheek
Where I should have been planting a kiss
You loved when you should have hated
But You deserve the best things in the world
And I deserve to be lit on fire from head to toe with guilt