I don't like it how I feel when you don't get me cause you only ever think about yourself,

I wanna find you so you can

It's Monday, I walk on through the door when you say that you don't want this anymore.

And now I'm not surprised looking back on how we were.

Left out time and time.

And the answers were a cover up for sure

You want it, you show it, you got it, you know it.

You figure it out then you go and you blow it and now you're wondering

You see it you feel it you just leave it you'll bleed it we'll bleed it

I swear that it won't be the reason oh fuck