Needles

I guess it’s okay
To keep this thought of you
Never romanticizing your happiness
That you think you have of me
I’ll be okay
If you shower me in your lies
More than all these gifts
You’ve always halfheartedly
Promise me, so long as I get ahead
Of your affection towards me
I’ll be okay
I guess I’ll have to be okay
For the sake of better days
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad
I’ll learn to hold my tongue
And limit my fits of rage
At least to every other day
So long as you clarify
And somehow justify why
Staying would be safe
Why this wouldn’t be a waste of time
Just like every other time
We think we’ve fixed ourselves
When it’s so easy to tell you won’t
Say you don’t
Wanna do this anymore
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad
Tend to hurt you when I’m mad
So I’ll settle for being sad