you drive me crazy
and not in a good way

you make my ******* skin crawl

and I’m trying to figure out how
to rip you from my veins

you have always left a sour taste in my mouth
and I am trying to wash you out

but I can’t forget the way you made me bleed
when I begged you

no
it never meant anything to you

that’s why you never stopped
when I begged you

no
please listen

no
she’s just a girl

no
please

no no no..

you drive me crazy
in the “I want to blow my brains out” kind of way

do not touch me again
I can still feel my skin crawl

and I am trying to figure out how
to get rid of you

my body aches
i miss my dead mom and my dope man just called so i bet you know what that means

i sleep on a mattress on the floor and my ex girlfriend used to think it was sweet
or romantic
or she just liked me so much she thought everything i did was cute

until i started falling out in public bathrooms
because then she just left me on the floor to die

i guess if i loved sleeping on the ******* floor so much i ought to just ******* stay there
right?

i'm sure you're sick of cracking ribs and kissing air into a hollow chest anyway

she use to think needles were **** and her lips always tasted like she had had a few too many

of what? i never quite figured it out

but i can still feel her skin under my fingertips
and my pillowcase still smells like you and this bed is too big for just one person and i want so badly to beg you to come back