I Can Help You... But I cant Help.
Theres a 100 reasons..maybe more...
why suddenly my knees get weak.
why every word is so entirely smooth.
Ive been so hopeless for years..
.It keeps getting worse cause you keep getting better.
You'll most likely never Know.
And I wont ever say.
I hate my loopy insides...
I hate how you can still make me cry..
and when i try to move on the most, is when im so stuck
I hate how i see this ending...
like the last one and the one before...
empty hands and this empty heart.
such a flawed combination.
why suddenly my knees get weak.
why every word is so entirely smooth.
Ive been so hopeless for years..
.It keeps getting worse cause you keep getting better.
You'll most likely never Know.
And I wont ever say.
I hate my loopy insides...
I hate how you can still make me cry..
and when i try to move on the most, is when im so stuck
I hate how i see this ending...
like the last one and the one before...
empty hands and this empty heart.
such a flawed combination.