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.