never wanted to think about what you had with her, it made me feel small.

He told me last summer that I imagined everything,
we never did have this "thing".
"I only wanted to fuck, and it really took you this long to figure it all out."
Crying at the football game cause I lost what I didn't even have with the one that I loved.
You still live life feeding off my shame.
I hate you in so many ways, and its burning inside my throat.
If I could rip out your eyes I would.
We stayed up all night in your bedroom, you snuck me in and we layed there.
The sun came up, and you smoked.
I picked up the phone to a girl calling at 5.


This time you choke