(You better fucking think of me)

Sure you’re not lying exactly

You’ve just mastered the absence of truth

My biggest crime is reacting

I’ll spoon feed you another excuse

I’m showing up to your house unannounced

I hate the taste of your name in my mouth

You said at least if you were dead

You’d never hurt me again

I’d fix you if you’d let me

Been trying since the day you met me

Oh I’m drawing blood, white knuckles, dug my nails in, I’m in trouble

I wanna scream it in your face but it gets stuck in my throat

And I choke

Still feel your hands on my necklace

Tore it off like you tore down my guard

I’m serving you like a sentence

Out of reach while I peek through the bars

Oh you put me on a pedestal and left me there to rot

Now I’m calling out your name like I’m calling up to God

Can’t get back the time so I’m jealous of the clock

And I can’t stop

I’d fix you if you’d let me

Been trying since the day you met me

Oh I’m drawing blood, white knuckles, dug my nails in, I’m in trouble

I wanna scream it in your face but it gets stuck in my throat

And I choke

(you better fucking think of...)

Oh my God, will you just shut the fuck up already?