How can I decide what's right when you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight all the time.
How did we get here when I used to know you so well?
There's something i see in you It might kill me.
I suppose it's good that you're keeping me waiting. It's torture, but the longer you take, the more time I have to think - soon I'll realize how dumb I'm being to be even still waiting in the first place.
How stupid is it that I know the cons greatly outweigh the pros, that your previous actions were irresponsible and heartbreaking and yet, i still find myself wanting.