If everything in life I do is WRONG, then I don't see why you even bother to check anymore.
Everytime I talk to you, it's about the same thing.
I always give you the same answer. It use to be enough.
You use to say it didn't matter. How everyone makes mistakes.
But now. Now it's a problem?
I'm tired of having to explain the same thing over and over again.
Can't you see it hurts me?
Can't you see I'm falling apart?
Oh, I know. I'm the bad guy.
I always did you wrong.
Evidently, I have no heart, and you're always getting hurt.
I get it already. I've ruined your life.
I've tried to make things better.
I've tried to clear things up.
But evidently the past is just too dark to erase.
Evidently, I can never repay my sins.
For your sake, I hope you never have to talk to me again.
If I'm such a bother to you, why do you continue to talk to me?
Why do you continue to ask me the same questions over and over? Why can't you just take what I say, and believe me?
Please, talk to me. You know who you are.
Talk to me, and please, please explain to me why you feel the need to rub it in my face.
I'd LOVE to know why you continue to talk to the person who makes you as miserable as I do.
I'm freaking tired of this drama. I thought the drama had stopped, but as always,
I. Was. WRONG.
Everytime I talk to you, it's about the same thing.
I always give you the same answer. It use to be enough.
You use to say it didn't matter. How everyone makes mistakes.
But now. Now it's a problem?
I'm tired of having to explain the same thing over and over again.
Can't you see it hurts me?
Can't you see I'm falling apart?
Oh, I know. I'm the bad guy.
I always did you wrong.
Evidently, I have no heart, and you're always getting hurt.
I get it already. I've ruined your life.
I've tried to make things better.
I've tried to clear things up.
But evidently the past is just too dark to erase.
Evidently, I can never repay my sins.
For your sake, I hope you never have to talk to me again.
If I'm such a bother to you, why do you continue to talk to me?
Why do you continue to ask me the same questions over and over? Why can't you just take what I say, and believe me?
Please, talk to me. You know who you are.
Talk to me, and please, please explain to me why you feel the need to rub it in my face.
I'd LOVE to know why you continue to talk to the person who makes you as miserable as I do.
I'm freaking tired of this drama. I thought the drama had stopped, but as always,
I. Was. WRONG.
