"from the moment i first saw you, i was yours and you were mine"
the way you touch me, the way you look at me and give that gay smile i just can't
is this love? so why do i feel so sad abt the things u tell me? why do u leave me to be with her?
why am i fucking scared of giving my heart to u?
but otherwise, why do i miss you so bad, why do i have a fucking playlist with all the songs you, why you get me so horny.
maybe i know that if she calls you now and tells that she loves you, you will just let me here, waiting for you, and die in her arms
that shit makes me cry like every fucking week
you know that doesn't matter what i do, you will still loving her the most.
that's why i cry listening to heather.
and that's why i hate loving you.