I want you to stay, I want you to go.
I keep coming to you, because I can't stay away, because
You're my replacement for him, but
I don't want to hurt you. I know I'm just going to end up using you.
I'm trying not to be selfish, but don't I deserve to be selfish once in a while?
Should I take a chance?
Either way, I'm going to hurt, but
I don't want to pull you into my mess. But if
I pull you into my mess,
I'll hurt less.
Do you see my problem?
Him. He's my problem.
You. You're my problem.
Me. I'm my problem.