#365notes

My tears run down like razor blades and no, I'm not the one to blame: it's you or is it me? And all the words we never say come out and now we are all ashamed. And there is no sense In playing games, when you've done all you can do. But now it's over, it's over. Why is it over? We had the chance to make it. Now it's over, It's over. It can't be over. I wish that I could take it back, but it's over. I lose myself in all these fights; I lose my sense of wrong and right. I cry, I cry. I'm Shaking from the pain that's in my head. I just want to crawl into my bed and throw away The life I'd led. But I won't let it die. But I won't let it die.

And it's not fair. Because I'm nothing but good to you, And you're nothing but wrong for me. So how do I get back to the good times? And how do I see you in a new light? Because the harder I try, the less we feel right for each other. How do I get back to the good times?

All the time I wasted on you All the bullshit you put me through Checking into rehab cause everything that we had Didn't mean a thing to you I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hung over I'll love you forever, but now I'm sober