Don't go outside, cause I've been here for hours
You see I've left you flowers, all sorts of types
I don't know what you like
Into the trash they get thrown
I guess that I should go
I tried to hide the fact that it was me
You know I miss you dearly
I have no self control,
I can't stop looking at the photos of us in my camera roll
I don't know what to do, I'm just so ashamed of what this grew into
How many times will we see this through?
Don't you know that I'm hurting for you
You see I left you flowers
I guess that I should go
