If you keep talking your gonna work your way back into my heart nd i dont have the srength to have you there again

Is it suppose to hurt this much

I cant stay mad at you for minute, yt you can hurt me, how does that work

Your the only one i let in, and now i cant let you out

I hate you, but right now i miss you

You were the one guy who was suppose to show me you were different, instead you showed me you were all the same

You walk in and my strength walks out the door

Would you stay knowing it will always be a little diifferent, or would you cut and run

Im scared of getting hurt, but im also scared of never having again what i have now

Im living life a prisoner convicted of love