Now who the fuck am I kidding.
If I'm okay with surrendering my sleep for you I'm scared of what else I'll let go for you. My sense of what's right and wrong said goodbye when you ended up breaking through. Ignoring me for almost 2 whole weeks then make me feel bad for your trust issues- What do you mean I don't get it, I got you memorized better that my fucking alphabet, got your voice with those words in the back of my head and yeah maybe if I could go back to the day we met I would turn around and get back in bed. Because bro- you ain't got nothing on me. My clothes on the floor that is my decision.
Now the fuck am I kidding...

















