my heads a fuckin mess
my hearts too torn and too tattered
lately my life's been full of stress
everything looking like a disaster

shit keeps fucking with my menty
lately i've been feeling empty
of my love, you always had plenty
and with your promising words, you would always tempt me
but now i see, no matter how badly i wanted it to be,
your love just wasn't meant for me.. 

even through it all,
regardless of our love being a disaster
back to you i'd crawl 
every time, like you are my master