you try to rekindle what we never had setting fire to a soaked branch sometimes i wonder if i'm the problem but then i remember the water that you dumped on me
how'd you expect this to work? lighting it up in a storm i'm gonna be his friend while attacking him
i'm just a piece of wood outside a department store and the mentality is starting to make me bleed
i just want to heal i just want to feel stop talking to me please stop talking leave me be