When my supposed friends have enough of me,
I come back to you.
When the truth becomes too much to bear,
I come back to you.
When my heart feels empty,
I come back to you.
When my boyfriend is too busy flirting with other girls,
I run back to you.
The truth is I hate myself
because I come back to you only
when there's nothing else to do
and there is nothing I can do.
