Believe me when I say I'm not pleased with myself that I've ruined your favourite lyrics, songs and hell maybe even your favourite albums.
That you can't eat or sleep without thinking of me.
or you hate morning, noon and night because you've seen me at all three.
There's no where you can go to escape the thoughts, I've been everywhere and said everything and I remind you of all you lost.
I don't smile at the thought that I'm engraved in your head and your skin and anything else I've ever touched
or that you can't feel anything at all or you feel way too much
I'm not happy that if it doesn't have anything to me you wish that it did
That when you think I've left you here I come again
I'm sorry I've poisoned your veins, I'm sorry I'm in your brain, I'm sorry you can't forget about me.
I wish I could forget me too.
I wish I was dead for me and for you.