"You're not my savior
But I still won't go...
I think I kinda lost myself again...
Passion's overrated, anyway..."
Terrific. I've gone and done it again. I always have it all set up and everything is clicking when I go and shut it all down disaster-style. I'm a walking time-bomb for relationships, and a fatal one at that.
She's devoted to me, totally good to me. But I am an official fuck head. For real. I see
one girl one night I used to have a (okay, massive)
thing for, and
all hell breaks loose in me. Then
(the next goddamn night) I get a call from
another girl I used to have a thing for and decide it would be a
good idea to go get
drunk with above-mentioned
girl #3 with all this confusion in my mind and end up sneaking her out the back door after
my mom is asleep and
the house is quiet, walking her home in the
snow and walking back feeling
FUCKED UP.
FUCKED THE FUCK UP.
This is how it always ends.
It can end no other way
It can end no other way...
repeat and fade...