I, I'm confused, fighting myself. Wanting to give in, needing your help. Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch. Outside I know you but inside I'm fucked.
Can you see in me? Skin cold from touch. Each day confronted with what I have done. You pull me closer, I push you away. You tell me it's okay; I can't help but feel the pain.
I hate you. Why are you taken? I loved you. Why feel so helpless? Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I'm with you. Why do I cry? Why do I really need to?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Fuck you bitch
Hate to, need to, hate to... Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck...
I hate you. Why are you taken? I loved you. Why feel so helpless? Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I'm with you. Why do I try? Why do I fucking need to?
Fuck
Slut...