because i know i'm not on your mind
i hate every tear that falls on my glasses
when i'm trying to say that i'm fine
why do you have to be so afraid?
why can't you handle something real?
i hope you know, i would have stayed
i would have done anything to make you feel
the fucking memories hit me so hard
i just can't take it anymore
i fucking hate your disregard
like you think i'm just some pathetic whore
endless regret always seems to surround me
the world has faded to listless gray
there's empty bottles all around me
but nothing takes the pain away...