thought you'd be looking for the next in line to love then ignore

put out and put away

and so you'd soon be leaving me alone like i'm supposed to be tonight,

tomorrow and everyday

there's nothing here that you'll miss

i can guarantee you this is a cloud of smoke

trying to occupy space

what a fucking joke

what a fucking joke

i waited for a bus to separate the both of us and take me off far away

from you 'cos my feelings never change a bit i always feel like shit i

don't know why i guess that i "just do"

you once talked to me about love and you painted pictures of

a never-neverland and i could've gone to that place

but i didn't understand

i didn't understand

i didn't understand