My smile's the equivalent,
Of a sick and twisted frown...

I'm not emotional,
I'm not depressed...

It goes in deeper.
The line gets longer...

Those tears I cry,
They tell a story...

I come to visit,
It's been a year...

You love me,
But you kiss her...

Her mind is going,
Spinning...

Night after night I sit.
Waiting...

I'm tired of myself,
I'm tired of giving...

She's sitting there,
She's all alone...

Now I f**ked up,
Even worse than before...

Don't worry about me
I'm not worth it...