I feel pathetic
for caring about someone
whom I call my own
but I feel so soft trying to call for them.

Excuse after excuse
made up words and jibble jabble
every made up word
could not make up
how I feel right now

I know we're made to care
but I care too much for you
and you could give less
for me

And what breaks my heart is
I don't want to talk to you
because every time with you
it's always my fault.

Everything's always my fault.