I was sitting in a cav..holding a glass..thinking why the
hell you treat me like
trash..
Iv'e spend my time on thinking what you think..iv'e spend
hours on trying to change myself, and it's no good
it's who i am, if i'm fat or if i'm crazy it's who i am
Let your illusion about the perfect man let go
no one is perfect..execpt you..perfect in being cruel
i don't think i want to listen to this anymore..i tried for
you
and you dumb me into the trash
i want a hug, you want my money
i want to talk , you want to break up.
screw you, screw your thoughts, i love myself first.