Ammonia and bleach, it's toxic. You're my favourite poison and trust me, panic at the disco is right to assume you're more addictive than Nicotine.
Whenever I think about you I feel happy, I feel sad, I feel lost, and completed all at once. It's a strange feeling and I wish you were here to understand how hard it is.
I'm crazy, I'm mentally unstable, and I have nobody. Not anymore, nobody actually really here with me, nobody I can trust. I love you, Giant, I really do but all I feel is hurt. I don't know what the truth is and I want to trust you.
They're trying to pile me against you but I don't want to do that, I don't want to hurt you even if you have hurt me. I just want it all to stop. I want to stop being. I hate this. I love you.
