Well, maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.
Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.
So casually cruel in the name of being honest.
I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here..
“ maybe you ask too much of me, ever think of that? maybe i cant stand you anymore, maybe im not made for the complicated stuff… and you dont even notice it… as ignorant as ever.. ”
“ I dont think you’ll ever be what i want you to be. So why am I not leaving? ”
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I’m not real
Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody’s place?
If you don’t care then I don’t care were not going anywhere