You ever here of those flowers?
Forget-me-nots.

How about just
Forget me,
Everyone else does,
Everyone else can.

It's easy.
Walk away.
See how much I ******* care.

(It's a lot. I care a lot.)

I don't look forward to a lot.
I don't have a lot going for me.
But **** it if I don't try.

I'd like to say
That you should be
******* honored
That I look forward to speaking to you,
But you shouldn't be.

What am I even worth?

I'm easy to lose.

Got running away
Running through my veins.

Just one more thing
To steer clear of.
Shouldn't be too hard.

But it is,
Because I'll run back to you
And back to you
And back to you
Until you push me away.

Don't push me away,
But how can I say that
When you don't even want to pull me in?

Love me
Forget me
Pick petals off of flowers
Because it's ******* easier
Than letting it grow into something beautiful.

Who the **** cares!
Not me.
(Yes me. Always me. Only me.)

Love me.
Leave me.
Forget me.

It's the name of the game,
Honey.
It's the name of the game,
My darling.

I could make you a list of all that's wrong here.
And even then, the fault would still be mine.