You can hold me but you can't hold me together. You can kiss me but you can't make it better.

What the hell do I even mean to you? Oh that's right, nothing.

The way you make me feel.. It's just, torture.

Or is it just because I'm not good enough for you? Not pretty enough, not skinny enough?

I tried so hard to be the best that I could be.. but still it seems, I always end up alone.

No home no one there to protect her, she's all alone.

Broken lover yes I made you, believe that I would be the one to heal you.

I always end up alone.

I'm not fine, I'm in pain. It gets harder every damn day.

It's not right, it's not okay.. but maybe we're better off this way.