I know you get mad when I say that I know you're going to leave but it's really all I know and I can't help but think that youll leave too because if i let myself believe for even a second that you'll always be here I'll be right back at square one and I'll watch as my heart gets torn apart and thrown on the floor and I'm sorry, I wish I could put all my faith in your words, but I can't risk watching myself deteriorate again.