Forgotten.
Tonight was supposed to be a really fun Saterday night.
But somehow everything always seems to be my fault, and everything becomes ruined because of me.
As soon as I open my mouth, you can't seem to let me finish.
It always ends up falling against me.
Everything. You need to give people more of a chance.
Or else I won't be able to take it.
But somehow everything always seems to be my fault, and everything becomes ruined because of me.
As soon as I open my mouth, you can't seem to let me finish.
It always ends up falling against me.
Everything. You need to give people more of a chance.
Or else I won't be able to take it.