So kiss me hard, cause this will be the last time that I let you
What the fuck am I doing?
I do not know how I get through the days. I wake up, and the first thing I am reminded of is every time you have hurt me, but of course I act like nothing is wrong. Or maybe I've just come accustomed to being hurt, that I don't even care that I am getting hurt.
Why didn't you just say goodbye for good?
As you said, why the fuck would you want someone like me?
I do not know how I get through the days. I wake up, and the first thing I am reminded of is every time you have hurt me, but of course I act like nothing is wrong. Or maybe I've just come accustomed to being hurt, that I don't even care that I am getting hurt.
Why didn't you just say goodbye for good?
As you said, why the fuck would you want someone like me?