When each day is filled with thoughts, all about you
and each moment I miss you too
When every time I see you, I long for your touch and
everytime you're with her it turns into to much.
When I know your bad for me but still want you and
I crave the heart ache you cause me too.
This is when I know that I must ecaspe, from this hell people call my brain
Its the only way to stop the pain
I must drown myself in substances
only to hope that I can gain some justices
Sometimes I could just burst
These days have become the worst