Ain't That What We All Say?

Wish somebody woulda told me
That you're a fucking whore
That you're selfish, wanna help this
But you won't care about my hurt
Won't
Lend me help
Lend me help
If you're hurting I can't tell
Send me love you's, wish you well
And leave me fix it by myself
And man I miss the old me
Frame a breakup letter in gold me
Never folding
Never leave an empty hand to hold it
Hurt my trust, it's assaulted
And if you think that imma love, after us
It's insulting
1, 2, months with you
7, 8, 9, months where I miss you
Then we back together, back to kissing, do whatever
Back to hurting, being jealous
And not trusting cause you're reckless

And I'm still the same me
Never changed and yet I'm always changing
Never lost my love for you, but I feel it fading
Talk to you, but I can never talk to you how I want to
Speaking from the heart, address my problems and the fact I want you
Wish you'd say you loved me without me taking first steps
Wish I had more memories but I've learnt how to forget
Learnt how to leave our love behind me
But I can never leave my love for you behind me
Always on my mind and though I don't really mind it
It's aggressive
Always there in every setting
Every time I see you I'm reminded
That I loved you, lost it, and it took me years to find it
Then we back together
Back apart and back together
Are we toxic?

All I know is that I fucking love you way more than what's healthy
And the way you speak to me ain't fucking healthy
The way that you ignore me
Maybe you ain't ignoring me
Maybe you're busy
Maybe you think this guy is boring me
Maybe you want more excitement from another guy
That's why I treat you like I do
Never fully tell the truth, I wanna keep it interesting
Wanna keep you interested
And I pray to God, show me a sign if she ain't the right one
If I waste my time, I want to waste it on a nice one
Not a two-faced never answer never talking don't say I love you
Give me kisses make me wanna fuck you
Lead me on into a wasteland make me lose my friends forget them
Then I come back later after we've broke up, I tell 'em sorry
Don't know what I was thinking
But I know you know I wasn't thinking
And I talk to people, I'm getting help
It's not like you do, going to therapy
But maybe I should get that for myself
There's only so much that other girls can help
They can give me advice
Gotten a lot of it during late nights
Car ride home from the theatre and I asked her for her help
And I talked all about you but it was really about myself
Ain't that what we all say?



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Writer(s): Aaron Mizzi
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