No One

What makes you think its okay- That your eyes are so closed- I've never said it twice out loud, but you know I think about it constantly. We have going on seven years under the belt. And now its back to break up in the wrong ways, with all the wrong words. A real royal f*ck around. I was there for you. You lost yourself and havent gotten back yet, but I've stayed. Let you lie your way into another crash. You got high with the greek shirted people, and I told you how to not feel so low again. I'm still here. Waiting for you to get over it, and pack back in the last five emotional years you missed. I'm still not mad. Just empty in my stomach. And I dont want to cry I just want to pout. Why would you say those things to me?