You cling like dust to the wounds you caused.
Promising me you will just help me now.
Yet I'm irritated by your affection.
Wish you left and I despise myself for it.
Yes if it weren't for you, this cuts would have been closed already.
Why do you have to love me?
Would have been better off, just resenting you.
Leaving now, would I miss you?
Cause I could never hate you.
I could never hate. I never learned how.
Not after all you've been through
You pick the scab of you wounds, always reminding me.
Throwing the bandages I give you away, destroying yourself infront of me.
It's hard to watch but you don't want help, just want me to bleed with you.
My love can't save you but I will stand by.
This is all I can do for you now.