I never said I was sorry. I wasn't. I never am. Go cry yourself to sleep and forget I even said something. Forget I even breathed. No wait.
I'm a lair. I'm a lover. I'm no good.
Hey can you promise me something? Can you promise that when the morning comes you'll forget what I said? You'll forget I existed.
I know I hold you down Like a devil Like a saint
Like the ghost of a lost soul who once was in love. But I don't know what love feels like. All I know is that it is as fickle as the wind. All I know is that it makes you cry at night. All I know is that I'd rather not know at all.