I want to much to hate you, I want to despise you, I want to want you hurt or harmed, I want to speak ill of you, I want to forget you. I want to forget the love I have for you and I want to forget how much you hurt me. I want to make it all go away but the words are on replay in my mind, telling me you don't want me anymore.
Baby I’m thinking it over
What if the way we started made it something cursed from the start
What if it only gets colder
Would you still wrap me up and tell me that you think this was smart
Cuz lately I’ve been scared of even thinking ‘bout where we are
So why fight? Why take a baking? Why when everyone will call me a fool? Cause they’ll see in the moment me fight my fight, despite being violently schooled.