I hate causing you pain
My old friend
I can’t seem to think straight
Nothing can help, I’m insane
I don’t want to hurt you
I don’t want to hurt
Is it better to pretend nothing happened?
Or should we never speak again?
I have no idea, but I know I can’t do this anymore
I don’t know how to look at you
Without an aching in my heart
So I must say ado.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 10:19 PM UTC
I hate causing you pain
My old friend
I can’t seem to think straight
Nothing can help, I’m insane
I don’t want to hurt you
I don’t want to hurt
Is it better to pretend nothing happened?
Or should we never speak again?
I have no idea, but I know I can’t do this anymore
I don’t know how to look at you
Without an aching in my heart
So I must say ado.
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