i'm not even sorry. you did this to yourself.
ever since we've met,
its been about what i've been doing wrong.
it feels like i'm always saying sorry.
wake up sweetie,
he didn't unbutton your blousse to get a better look at your heart..
it's seriously no big deal. really.
b r e a k her heart, let her down,
make her cry, because you "care"
about her, right?
this is so awkward.
get me out of here.
hello? and who are you kidding?
