This lie tastes so bitter in my mouth, I have to spit it out,
on you.
So I love you, there, now what?
You want us to be together, happy, forever.
Well fuck that.

I don’t want to be happy
No, I don’t even wanna fucking try.
I wanna sit here in my room
I wanna wait for my turn to die.

You ask me, are you sad?
Darling, do you wanna talk?
Talk? I wanna shout from the fucking rooftops, make this shit all stop.

So come on if you want me, screw me on the floor
But don’t expect me to still be here, don’t expect any more.

Don’t love me, but don’t leave me
I don’t want you, but I think I need you….I just need something to hold
 
Copyright © bootle, All Rights Reserved