I haven't felt love anymore... Much less being liked. No one wants a deadbeat valentine. - I didn't think twice Saying you were right You weren't. - There's some core fault within me I blame myself you see For all of our mistakes I'll hate me
Are you fueled by pain? In love with my stains? Hating a broken reign? Loving I'm slain?
I MEAN? Who doesn't want a broken, dead inside, psychopathic low life...
It hurts more than it should The nothing I am. I'd bury you I would The nothing I am.
What if it was costing us both... I don't want to miss the most... Just being lost in your ghost... There is nothing to boast... Feeling overdosed... I am, your host...
I hate you pretend not to see me And I pretend to still be free