i know you hate me for leaving (you ask me) but i cant keep kidding myself (for everything you need) "i thought you'd stand by me" (poured out from eleven months of) What i've been trying to say is ( boredom and change) I know you'll love me someday (and very little faith in what i'll end up doing to you)
i count to catch my breath while all the rest is lifted. i know it might be hard to live like we just met. i hate the way you've changed and how everything's shifted. remember the way we were when we just met.