I'm done with everything. |
My cuts may scar. |
I hate that no matter how good something looks from the outside, |
My boyfriend? |
Yeah, there is a guy. |
And I'm beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. |
Okay, |
Did I really get my hopes up for this? |
So I'm getting my hopes up again. |
You told me that you loved me, |