you always stab me in the back
when i'm turned away
every time that we talk you have
nothing but angry words to say
you deliberately hurt me
we always find ourselves in this disposition
clenching tiny fragments of glass in our fists
i'm bleeding, leave me
but i am not scared
and this argument is never ever ending
the feeling of us just pretending
in neverending
in the beginning i knew i wasn't safe
i felt your claws as they
grasped for my black heart
its beating and bleeding
we always find ourselves in this disposition
its neverending, our disappointment
you hate me, i hate you
but i am not scared
and this argument is never ever ending
the feeling of us just pretending
a love that lasted way too long here
the feeling that i just need to disappear
is neverending
nothing, your conversations neverending
theres nothing
your conversations neverending
nothing, nothing
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