I crept in corners around you Invite myself into your living room And it's not like me, no it's not like me But it will have to do... Red flags are out and the battle's begun Trade your devotion for contention one by one Hiding in wreckage by the home front A representation of how incomplete I felt with you Hauling a weight I have no use for Your arms hang off my like a corpse I've fought all my fight 'til there's no more Forfeited so you'll up your score Like a quick cure Please don't give me the silent treatment It's always louder than when you're speaking it We both have had our flaws and weakness Our strength was beaten, now it's a part we can't reposes (Jen Blackwood) Call your mom and call your dad Yeah I'm the worst you've ever had