Pain, Hurt & Lies

Thinking about you, thinking about me and thinking about what’s best for this mess

Why can’t you just come clean and fucking confess.

All the lies, the games that were played on my heart. I was real with you from the start. You grew on me but in the end left me sit here in such a fucking mess.

Thought you were worth it, but it’s shown that you lied to give perception of what and who you want to be - however it was never the real you.

Clear as day, the real you shows through

Pain is written across face but instead you want to live in this crazy ass rat race.

Thinking about you, thinking about me and thinking about what’s best for this mess

Why can’t you just come clean and fucking confess.

Wiping the slate clean and pushing through the aftermath of what this caused because, I totally fell the hell apart.

Keep the memories, maybe one day you’ll see, I always was thinking of you, me and the best.

You were too busy keeping up this facade, because it’s too painful to expose the real you.

Thinking about you, thinking about me and thinking about what’s best for this mess

Why can’t you just come clean and fucking confess.