It’s another one of those days,
Where suicide seems like such,
A fucking hassle, not a waste,
And every life I have touched,
Turned around and walked away.
I pretended that I had a heart,
So I had something to give you,
I trusted you not to rip it apart,
All I asked you for is the truth,
And you disappointed me so far.
You let me remember why I lose,
Hope so quickly with everybody,
When I am left alone to choose,
Losing you or losing my dignity,
Fuck your beauty, fuck you too.
I noticed the sudden change in,
Every step you took around me,
And the lack of every emotion,
That at one time made us happy.
All that’s left to trust is a notion,
Since everything seems so fake,
I just wanted myself to believe,
Things won’t turn out this way,
Even if I was always deceived,
You promised not to do the same.
I accept being your backup plan,
All I asked you to do is admit it,
Instead of holding onto my hand,
And feeding me all of this shit,
About liking me just the way I am.
The cards all fell too perfectly,
For everything to be an accident,
You aren’t the person you seem,
And I’ve picked up on the hints,
Who you claim to be is a dream.