Hurt you and bleed you and stain you , I don't need you.
I never seem to find a reason to let you in again, or forgive you. I’m sick of feeling like I need you, knowing I always will, but I miss you--Taking and breaking and hating--I remember all you said to me now--Faking, forsaking and failing--my memories are all stained again. I wanted you to know I loved the way you laugh. I wanted to hold you high and steal your pain away. I kept your photograph; I know it serves me well. I know the worst is over now and we can breathe again soon. I wanted be the one you needed. I wanted be the one you breathed. now the same old feelings are taking over and I can’t seem to make them go away and I can’t take all the pressure sober, but I can’t seem to make it go away. And I am aware now of how everything’s gonna be fine one day--i wish it was today--Too late, I’m in hell but I am prepared now, seems everyone’s gonna be fine but me. One day too late; just as well.
..could you find it in your heart to make this go away..