It's not easy
but try to picture this: do
you remember

that we were once together?
isn't it strange
isn't it?

I'm sorry it's come to this but
why are we here,
bothering?

what was it we talked about? so

just remind me

of why I'm wasting so much
time pretending
that there is something more than

only this
only
this pointless accusation

tell me again,
why are we here?


I'm not offended by the
things that you say
'cause it's such a predictable

way to behave
talk and insult me 'til you're
blue in the face

you were right, I was wrong, now does
that make you happy?
I'm quite aware of all the

bad things I did
you don't have to remind me of
why you dislike me

there's no solution to the
mess that we're in,
it's so sad and so boring

I wish you'd just leave me alone

but I understand the games you play

I'm ashamed of all the things I did to you