everything is actually working out, and i find myself being selfish in wanting to be alone.
someone i love is giving up and i realized that i already did
and maybe it's a good thing but it hurts

one day i'll wake up in the morning and maybe my wrists won't itch anymore
and i'll be all healed up inside and out

i wish i would have never met you so i would have never loved you only to have you break me apart
because i still love you and i wish i never would have had to wish you never existed in the first place