I had to look back
Think of those feelings he once gave me
The time he made me my worst
I had to go back to when he loved her and not me
And I had to think of the other who made it better
And how he left me too
I had to go back to when I couldn't help myself
The time he meant the world to me and I meant nothing
Why do I always ruin everything good
Why do I still hate myself
When it was never my fault in the first place
crap.
