Tell me why I should fight for you when you never even tried to fight for me, why should I keep screwing myself over?

Maybe it was wrong to think that I could keep you..

Two pills to dull the pain. Four pills you can't complain. Six pills to go insane. Eight pills to play the game. Ten pills the games begun. Twelve pills then to make me drop. Thirteen pills my heart will stop.
*not mine, love it though.

I can swallow this bottle whole. I'd rather be dead, then continue living with the sadness.

You still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek. And you pull away, so easily..

But you see darling, your kinda truth is just the ghost of your lies. And I see through them all the time.

And I was only there so you weren't alone.

But you're not really like that, you're just putting on a show, and it's breaking my heart.

Is everything not enough? What more could I give up?

I gave you my all and still, you take from me.