Primitive

We're both desperate

But in our own twisted ways

You can hold me hostage

Accepted my fate

I used to cry for help

Until I realized you're the only one who can hear me

Trapped in a room with no windows

Used to live life with my eyes closed

Now I can't tell the difference

I'd suffer forever

Just let me die in your arms

When does it get any better

If we are this far gone?

I hoped that maybe one day, we would save each other

But what's left to recover?

But what's left to recover?

You could kill me, but I know you couldn't fucking risk it

You little bitch, my time's not on your dime, you fucking missed it

Do you really think that I am the problem?

I'd suffer forever

Just let me die in your arms

When does it get any better

If we are this far gone?

I hoped that maybe one day, we would save each other

But what's left to recover?

But what's left to recover?

Are you sick of the crying?

Pull the ground from underneath

I chose suffering

Over the thought of letting go

Take what's left of me

If it makes you feel less alone

I'd suffer forever

Just let me die in your arms

When does it get any better

If we are this far gone?

I hoped that maybe one day, we would save each other

But what's left to recover?

But what's left to recover?