i always wrote about the day where i would lose love days turn to night and night turns to morning i haven’t slept yet daydreaming about you calling
you can call me for anything even if you wanna cuss me out cause i know i’ve been a pain coming back into your life knowing i’m gonna walk right the **** out again you know i’m scared of a lot of things but i’m gonna blame you because blaming you is easy being victimized is all that i know about
what bad news do you have to bring to me this time? why can’t we ever go for dinner and not bring up old times? why do i have to own up to my faults and you drown yours in your dabs that you take before lunch time maybe because blaming me is easy being victimized is all that you know about
Speak the words you let lie in your throat, the spiteful synonyms these cruel anecdotes. Trap me with a ***** look you cast my way, let your insults hook all of my willingness to stay. Inevitably you can find another reason to say nothing, yet I can only remain to be kind for the sake of merely having something.
Holding onto this pain for all the fear of being alone again.