Who hurt you to where you can’t love me with the capacity you once could
Am I the problem? Or do you stand where they once stood?
You showed them off like they were the world's only treasure
Why was I never granted that pleasure?
The world saw pictures of how happy you were
Now I feel it’s them that you would prefer.
I stand in your world and you are so proud of the people you’ve brought in it
But sometimes still I get this feeling that I don’t fit.
You show me memories of loves that have faded.
And I can’t help but be just a little jaded.
I don’t know if it’s this voice in my ******* head
Or if its someone else you wish you were sharing a bed
You wanted a future with them
But when I mention our lives your voice becomes numb
I want you to show me that I wrong
That your goal in the end is us and i'm not being strung along
Who hurt you to where you can’t love me with the capacity you once could
Am I the problem? Or do you stand where they once stood?