How can i care about the little things. how can i care about you, love, friends, and all the other shit in life. you cheat, and lie, and treat me bad, but babe i still care. i still care about you and what i do wrong. what i do to piss you off. what i did when i lost you that day. then i ask was it me or was it you are there others or is it just us? do you love me or is it one lie after another?
