Ms. Stress

Oh baby It's better that it hurts It's better that it feels this way to me I can't be too comfortable 'Cause loving you is not my destiny Said I'm concerned that I feel this pain My heart is aching, breaking Pain staking in this gambling thing This ain't no parallel universe, parallel life you choose to In one your living like love of my life And in the other your the daddy of theirs So I play Russian Roulette and put this phone to my ear Just to say, just to say yo this is Ms. Stress It's better that it hurts It's better that it feels this way to me I can't be too comfortable 'Cause loving you is not my destiny See too much asked of me through his lips So I attempted to be all that dreams suggest To the ego and promise the soul I tried to be all he had ever told Of the interchangeable face and physicality And mentality, she, she as closely Now he summoned all my tears abandoned we I lived alone for years no longer knowing who exactly is me As I began the punishment for his perfection My vision nearly lost the direction My return to innocence was lost and his ID you see I forgot And instead I saw protection through judgment Now angels and devils look alike to me Sometimes quiet sounds like lonely to me My my angel, I'd stopped breathing for you If my life was possible without end To be sure of love I'm needing more than just a casual affair But the pain runs deep, internally But clearly seen when you're not there It's better that it hurts It's better that it feels this way to me I can't be too comfortable 'Cause loving you is not my destiny It's better that it hurts It's better that it feels this way to me I can't be too comfortable 'Cause loving you is not my destiny It ain't my time to die right now You to I means death of my heart, my visions, my dreams It ain't my time to die right now You to I means death of my heart, my visions, my dreams It ain't my time to die right now You to I means death of my heart, my visions, my dreams