i wish i could scream,
let every alcohol-soaked emotion out,
i wish that i could shout
until every tissue in my throat tore apart,

because i see you everywhere
especially places i'm not,
and it kills me, it ******* kills me,
because all i want is to be yours,
but that will never happen,
and i want to lay down and give up,

i don't love you,
i need you,
but you will
never need me

Before it happens, I always know
I've had only, one surprising blow,
But it doesn't matter, and neither do you,
she's gone, and now, you are too.

He's the reason I'm crying myself to sleep tonight
But he's also the reason the sun will shine tomorrow

He breaks me down,
But he's always there to pick up all of me again & again

and I love his enthusiasm. I never appreciated him until now.

You're a solid nine.
But seven ate nine.
I guess that makes you a ten, then.