there is a beauty in a breakdown.
I messed up. Big time. Oh well. I'm use to it. I'm use to messing up && not being able to do anything right. Why did I have to mess up the one thing I really cared about. Like why did I have to do that. I guess I'm better off alone. One I'm wonder is why I'm so messed up.
baby I'm tired, I'm tired of the fight
I'm tired of the loney days and the dark endless nights
It's taken some time, 'cause I didn't know
If I could ever let you go
You helped me figure it out
I'm better off alone.
But every now and then, my heart gives in
To the hopes that someday you'll change
Than alone I'll wake, to my own mistakes
That it's just a foolish game.
I'm sorry & I love you <3
sometimes the truth is your worst friend
baby I'm tired, I'm tired of the fight
I'm tired of the loney days and the dark endless nights
It's taken some time, 'cause I didn't know
If I could ever let you go
You helped me figure it out
I'm better off alone.
But every now and then, my heart gives in
To the hopes that someday you'll change
Than alone I'll wake, to my own mistakes
That it's just a foolish game.
I'm sorry & I love you <3
sometimes the truth is your worst friend