I am confused, fighting myself.
Wanting to give in, needing your help.
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch.
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine.
Can you see it in me? Skin cold from touch.
Each day confronted with what I have done.
You pull me closer, I push you away.
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the pain.
I like you.
Why are you taken?
I love you.
I feel so helpless.
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you.
Why do I cry?
Why do I really need to?
Why!?!
Why!?!
Why!?!
Why!?!
Fuck you, bitch!
Need to... Need to... Need to.
Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck.
I like you.
Why are you taken?
I love you.
I feel so helpless.
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you.
Why do I cry?
Why do I fuckin' need to?

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