I just want to make it clear. I just want to make it clear. That's all I ever here. All you want is to make it clear. You act like I'm not near, that I won't be there but I'm still here. There was no fucking fear of that anywhere. You promised you would be there even if; I wasn't there. I can see it clear and that's what I fear. I see it drawn in a line of my despair which I tell myself that they are just fucking lies. You said you just wanna be friends, all I wanted was to let you in, you kept me at bay until that fateful day that I knew I couldn't win.
