I think throughout my life,
I never thought I'd be here,
Never thought I'd be stuck in this spot with the sun beating down on my skin,
Burning me like I'm laying on hot coals,
I find myself continually glancing at the cigarettes in the ash trey,
I tell myself I won't,
I know I won't.
But what scares me is how bad I want to.
Just to smoke one might remind me distinctly of how you tasted,
Maybe put it all into motion in my head,
Pretend that your here,
Pretend it didn't hurt as bad as it did.
I can't seem to wrap my head around why,
Why did you do this to me?
It was only a weekend but my god,
A weekend was enough to get me attached and obviously your completely oblivious to this,
My bad once again.
It wouldn't sting so bad had you not said all those things,
You tell me how you have feelings for me,
But seem to change your mind almost as quick as you made it,
If that's the case,
I don't understand why,
But at least my heart and head will be put at some kind of ease.
Had you just said it all because of a guilty conscience,
I hope your conscience eats you alive.
