Days are short, the night gets longer. I feel like I made a mistake anytime I think of you. I'm not sure of loving myself; the only thing I can do is give it all to you. But, I wished I never knew you; I wish I had ended with everything I had before you. I wake up every single day, wishing it was all a dream. Sometimes I can't get no sleep, can't stop thinking about it. When life gets harder, the closure of my mind is never enough.
