rukio

I should have left you
I’m deluded to stay, 
But you had me at ‘goodbye’
We got nothing in common
Except all our problems and pain
And I hate all your friends and the knife that you twist
When you say you always win
I hate you every time I close the door
I loved you, what am I supposed to do?
I don't even know you
You don't know me when I'm not high
it’s past 3 am and you're with him again
And I'm punching through your door