You don't need to see what a mess ive made of myself
you never loved me like you were supposed to
didn't treat me like the innocent little girl i once was
so i find love in other ways
in the bottom of a bottle
in a stranger's arms
to compensate for the love I was denied
for your mistakes
I am a shell of my former self
and yet I still hide from you
hoping one day you'll try 2 find me
hoping one day
you'll notice im gone
