I wish I could have quit you
I wish I never missed you
And told you that I loved you
Every time I fucked you

The future that we both drew
And all the shit we've been through
Obsessed with the thought of you
The pain just grew and grew

How could you do this to me? Look at what I made for you
It never was enough, and the world is what I gave you
I used to be love-struck, now I'm just fucked up
Pull up my sleeve and see the pattern of my cuts!

@темы: [открытый космос], anxiety, Музыка