Because I want you to be happy, and I said and promised, that I’d do whatever it is to make you happy.
Even if you had to leave me
Even if it meant that I wouldn’t talk to you
Saying that giving up is the worse thing you could do, and you did it.
Saying that you wouldn’t leave, which you did
Saying that I could turn to you for help, then turning your back on me when I needed it.
Yes, I mad.
Yes, I’m broken.
Yes, I’m fucking crazy
Yes, you made all of these things true to me
So tell me,is there something still left for me here?