Lies!

That's all I tell.

Maybe, I'll rot in hell.

Playing with your feelings

Making you fall deeper in love

With me.

If I just rolled over and died

I know you'd cry

But can I say I would for you?

I've been labeled a pseudo-human being.

I believe it's by not wearing my heart on my sleeve.

I want you to be over me!

Find someone that YOU make happy.

No, we can't make this work;

I've resorted to becoming a jerk.

Take what I'm saying to you carefully:

We. Just. Can't. Be.

Even with you, I'm lonely.