I am nothing more than a hunger.
I think we have the same one.

Truth is..
I miss who we used to be
From the way we used to talk
To the way you challenged me

Truth is..
I still miss you
I try to tell myself I'm over you
But we know that's not true...

maybe i’m so scared of being cheated on because she kept it a secret for years and we believed it
(please don’t keep secrets from me, i know when you do)
maybe i’m so scared of being lied to because i believed every lie that came out of her mouth and when the truth came out i broke
(please don’t lie to me, i know when you do)
maybe i flinch at raised voices because yelling meant a fight and a fight meant running away (please don’t scream at me unless you’re screaming honesty, i need you to)
it’s eating me up inside and i’m becoming nothing while knowing nothing
maybe you don’t need me
(i don’t need me, too)

what did i get myself into
to fall for someone like you

On our first date,
I took her to a romantic place,
We kissed and she smirked.
Every time she looked at me,
she giggled,
When she left I realized my zipper was open.

If everything is going well
then something must be wrong