Texty: By The Wayside. Other. Where You Rested.

All this is exactly what I wanted,it seems so picture perfect All the memories of my mind are so haunted, now I just can't get over it All the arrows of every single sign point to an emergency exit Even after all's been said and done, I'm back here on your doorstep I got it so bad, I'm sick I can't get over it None of this is anything I wanted, it's been too sore subjected Nothing is as satisfying pry or taunted, now I just can't get over it All the words are stuck between the lines and I'm right here like I promised And even though the flowers are all wilted, I lay here where you rested I got it so bad, I'm sick I can't get over it I want you so bad, so sick I'm stuck inside of it I hate I'm so mad, no time left to get into it I got it so bad, I got it so bad I hate you for this (that's right cause I'm not over it) I hate you for this I hate you for this (that's right cause I'm not over it) I hate you for this You said we'd try to make things right even if it took us our whole lives (our night is almost over) You'll always be here by my side, goddamn our time's precious tonight (our night is almost over) I hate you for this (that's right cause I'm not over it) I hate you for this I hate you for this (that's right cause I'm not over it) I hate you for this