the way he would

I pulverised all of the dried-up flowers That he bought for me Rolled them up and smoked them all And called it poetry It kinda makes me laugh How I will make a scene Just 'cause I read somewhere That art should form in misery Felt like I was lying When I told you we would make it Fighting for forever Is kinda hard when I just fake it Wish that you could make me Hurt the way he would Haven't felt a thing After the day we got together Kinda what I needed At the time but now I'm better Wish that you could make me Hurt the way he would I guess I'll try and make you cry Just once or twice a week To see if I would feel a sting Supposed to make me sad How I will cut you deep But I read somewhere That art should form in misery Felt like I was lying When I told you we would make it Fighting for forever Is kinda hard when I just fake it Wish, you could make me Hurt the way he would Haven't felt a thing After the day we got together Kinda what I needed At the time but now I'm better Wish, you could make me Hurt the way he would Are you somewhere in there? 'Cause we're going nowhere Just hate me, escape me And hurt me the way he would Wont you feed my despair 'Cause we're going nowhere If you can't make me Hurt the way he would Are you somewhere in there? 'Cause we're going nowhere Just hate me, escape me and Hurt me the way he would Wont you feed my despair 'Cause we're going nowhere If you can't make me Hurt the way he would Wish that you could make me Hurt the way he would