Take me for granted, it's all that I'm good for. Close my eyes and count back from ten; as you left I remembered wanting to say "I wish things would've stayed the same". And I cant help but wonder "am I okay here?. Don't expect and answer when you ask me why I hate everything Laying on the floor Wishing it would end It's hard to admit (to myself) that I miss everyone, I miss everything. So beautiful, the way it all fell apart in the end. So humble, the way the light made our tears gleam. I insist that I've forgotten, but nothing could be further from the truth; my dreams still consist of only you.