Three Months Later And Nothing Changed.

I Hate You Rares I'm loosing blood You set up My face half numb I've Been through enough Every single night that I spent with you Ha-ha-has been a waste This ain't love and I knew knew-knew That you faked it One, two One, two Out of sight You can't get Out my fucking mind And one, two One, two Out of sight You can't win shit but you're always right Cuz you're still hurt and I'm still high I lost count of these lonely night Baby I'm still hurt and you're still drunk Why I always act like I ain't enough Oh no cropped you out the photos Baby Hope you burn all my old clothes Lately Moving on, only god knows If I'll make it Oh no I cropped you of the photos You can bite me You can spite me And I'll be ok In my white tee You should see Out with D.C.K One two, one two Tryna find what I'm missing Run back to you But I know you ain't different One, two One, two Out of sight You can't get Out my fucking mind And one, two One, two Out of sight You can't win shit but you're always right Cuz you're still hurt and I'm still high I lost count of these lonely night Baby I'm still hurt and you're still drunk Why I always act like I ain't enough