It runs through my mind
Over and over
Again and again
It won't stop
He doesn't want you
He doesn't want you
He doesn't want you
He doesn't want you
I know it has no grounds
I know it is only the figment of my twisted mind
Hell bent on making me put the barrel of a gun in my mouth
I know it isn't real
You see how he points out other girls
It says
You see how you have his second choice when he need to stay somewhere
It says
I know the fucked up little shit saying this
Just wants me to kill myself
So I don't have to hear its naggings
Naggings, paraioa, anger, fear
It keeps saying
Your not as beautiful as he wants
You're not the kind of girl he wants
You can't be the perfect girlfriend for him
I can't
I know I can't
I want to be
But I'm so far from perfect it's impossible
I know he loves me
I know he thinks I'm pretty
But that damn little voice
Fucks it all up
It tells me I'm second best
That he favors his friends over me
That he would rather be with a beautiful red head than me
That I should just die
I am a burden on him
I know that
I love him
I know that
He loves me
I love him
Damn little voice
Won't butt out
So I'm going now
To fight with this damn thing in my head
If it goes away, well, I might have a chance at being happy for an extended period of time
If not, You won't be hearing from me again
Damn fucking voice.