waiting on a text on the word for anything at all pacing in my mind and in my room getting nowhere at all
it's like you want me but there's something wrong or you hate me but i turn you on i can't tell and either ***** it's night like these i wish we never ******
debating if i should say something or pretend this is fine praying that you aren't gonna hurt me and that you'll make up your mind
because it's like you want me but i'm not enough to make you happy or you hate me but it's too easy to just pass me i can't tell but i hate that this is how things are it's nights like this i wish i didn't have a heart
breaking bleeding crying you taking leaving lying you
just want this feeling to go away that i'm nothing and the shame or that i was just some conquest to claim but that's the only way i can make it make sense in my brain and i wanted you anyway how sad is that couldn't really say