by kuylerquijas

I tell myself I’m a lover in the day time
When I’m sitting in the basement of my home
But when the lights go out in my head on the weekend
I tell you everything that would make you want to go.
I wake up with amnesia still believing in that good man
Until I’m told that you deserve an apology from me.
I can let the headaches go even if it makes the night slow.
I can rid that man that shows up with eyes as empty as the can in his hand.
I won’t make anyone love me with an asterisk
And I won’t continue putting my relationships at risk.
I will prove I can over come this
And live a life with exposed wrists.