Things like this make me less inclined to try, harder or at all

[patcheye]

You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I don't mean nothing
I'm not a saint that's easy to tell
But guess what honey, you ain't no angel
You like to scream, use words as a weapon
Well go ahead, take your best shot woman
I wanna leave you, it's easy to see
But guess what honey, it's not that easy

We get so complicated
These fingers full of memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

I wanna run and escape from your prison
But when I leave I feel something is missing
I'm not afraid that's easy to tell
This can't be heaven, it feels like I'm in hell
You're like the drug that I can't stop taking
I want more and I can't stop craving
I still want you it's easy to see
But guess what honey you're not that good for me

We get so complicated
These fingers full of memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

Just bittersweet memories

We get so complicated
These fingers full of memories
We get so complicated

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

There's nothing left to say
There's nothing left to say
~Bullet For My Valentine, "Bittersweet Memories"

I wish there was a way for me to make you feel better. It tears me up when you're miserable, knowing I can't do anything about it.