You cried blood, but I just stood and watched.
You killed every single part in me that felt for you.
As much as I want to pat your shoulder and tell you ,"it's gonna be okay."
I'd rather push you further and say ,"I told you so."
When did we become this?
When it comes it you, I'm only heartless.
When did we become this?
When it comes to you, everything is a mess.
When did we become this?
We wish the worse for each-other, yet we are still here bound together..
