I'm laying here
thinking about you
again.
I started up again
but I know that you don't care.
You don't read this shit
that I write about you
and you wouldn't,
even if I asked you to.
Just like you wouldn't care
if I died right in front of your eyes.
Let's calm down, I wouldn't,
not because of you.
Even though I feel like
I'm dying inside.
It wouldn't prove any point,
to end my life,
but I wouldn't have to see
that smirk on your face anymore.
you don't understand, the pain I feel
you don't understand, what you've done to me.
Why are you so heartless?
Why can't you see?
That I'll always love you
and I just want you to love me.
It's all I've ever wanted
the whole time I've known you.
I do have a few questions
that I would like to ask.
Why do you like the songs that I do?
When they're all about losing
the person you love most.
but you just think they're good
and you can't understand
the hidden meanings within them.
I understand, I've been through them all,
thanks to you.
You think I'm blaming you?
No, I am not, it's my fault
that we broke up, all mine
but you make me sad,
you made me cry,
so fucking much that I can't anymore,
you broke my heart,
you ruined my life, and worst of all
you made it seem like nothing
but to me your everything.
You've really scarred me,
you left me with this fucking disease
and there is no cure,
no medicine powerful enough
to save me now.
So what now? What should I do?
You always had all the answers before
but your all dried up and all you can say
is for me to get over you.
Well I'll try, it will take forever
and when it finally happens
you will probably want me back
and you know what I'll say?
Too bad my love for you is gone
and it'll never arise again.
Who the hell am I kidding?
I'd probably want you back too
