You’ve got class, but that won’t get you far, you’ll see. You’ll find out for yourself. You’ll find out through the misery. And all those guys that you pick up to fill that void I left, they’ll find out for themselves just how insecure that you can be.
You’ve got high hopes but your standards stoop so low that they will never come true. And you expect a ring around your finger?
Explain to yourself that it’s not you, it’s them. Manipulate and you’ll shift the blame without having to carry your own weight.
After everything you put me through I can’t find it in my heart to forget you. It wouldn’t let me if I wanted to.
You can tell me I was never there for you. That everything I ever did reflected me, when I everything I ever did reflected you. In the stress, I confess, I think less cause you act like the best while I’m left not comprehending why you strive to be dependent. You won’t change, you’ve made that clear.
His hands wrapped tight around your throat and you know damn well you won’t do anything but choke.
After everything you put me through I can’t find it in my heart to forget you. It wouldn’t let me if I wanted to.
You’ve got these high hopes but with his hands wrapped tight around your throat you won’t do anything but choke - you'll choke - so choke.