Why do you ask me if you can go?
Why do you ask, when you don't care about the answer?
What have I done?
Did I do something wrong?
I want to tell you how I feel
But I'm afraid
Afraid that you're going to hate more
And be angry at me
And I know your anger
I'm sure you're going to find someone new
Someone better than me
It doesn't matter how much I try
There's always something to complain at
I'm sick at trying
I'm sick at crying
I don't care anymore
Please just go, don't hurt me like this
