Again. This kills me to say “I’m already over this place”. Sometimes you hang on to long and sometimes you’re wrong.
I’m taking my space and giving you yours. I’m so tired of the fighting. Now you’re slamming all the doors.
We fight and we try to make things work. We’re on and we’re off and we’ll drag you in and then it all starts again.
Just so you know you’re dragging me down with you. I swear this is the last time this cycle repeats itself and everyone can tell that things are not going well.
We fight and we try to make things work. We’re on and we’re off and we’ll drag you in and then it all starts again.
Was it ever that obvious that we’re not meant to be. That we’re not meant to be together. Was it obvious?
We fight and we try to make things work. We’re on and we’re off and we’ll drag you in and then it all starts again.