I hate to be a burden but I don't know who else to turn to
There's no one who can heal my mind like you do
I honestly don’t know what you seen
but I’m not sure if he was ever me
I want to be bold, confident and courageous
instead I’m a coward with a pen that can’t change ****
She used to be great at calming me down just enough
Now? She loves to see me beat myself up
Do you remember that kid?
And his blacked out eyes from blacked out nights
instead of working out my problems, I was getting into fights
no one can defeat me like I can
no one’s ever beat me like I am
and now I feel like that kid all over again
I know what you're thinking and yes I’m sure she loved me once
now? sure maybe just not as much
there’s little reminders all over this place that she has a special touch
yeah, she’s always had a brilliant way of owning her mistakes
"I'm sorry but YOU made me this way”