You say you love me, everything proves against it. My mood is damn fucked up now. Idk how else to describe this feeling either that saying that it starts with a S. Ends with a D. And has a A in the middle. Get it? Treats me like.... a game. You don't love me. I can tell. Even if we do get together or what, we'll never make it. Everything don't feel right. We mess each other up all the time. We'll not make it through.
