What else was I supposed to do?
You said it to my face you didn't love me.
And you never could.
What else was I suppose to do in the south?
You ripped my heart from my chest and for-spat it down my throat.
What can I say I've been trapped, I can't breathe.
Crush, crush. Flatten me out on the floor.
Cold, cold. Tired cuts in on my cheek.
I feel blood. I see blood.
But to god.
I still can't speak.
I can feel the words catchin' at the back of my throat.
Could you ever.
Could you ever understand?
What I wrote for you.
What can I do with a girl. - I would work it. (?)
Feel like I have no place in a place.
Not like this.
Why oh why, did I have to catch your eye?
Standing alone on a pavement, ready to cry.
These voices inside of me, they crawl in my head.
They're holding me hostage, I'm better off dead.
What can I say I've been trapped, I can't breathe.
Crush, crush. Flatten me out on the floor.
Cold, cold. Tired cuts in on my cheek.
I feel blood. I see blood.
But to god.
I still can't speak.
I can feel the words catchin' at the back of my throat.
Could you ever.
Could you ever understand?
What I wrote for you.
And I - still want an apology.
And I - want you to get away from me.
What can I say I feel trapped, I can't breathe.
Crush, crush. Flatten me out on the floor.
Cold, cold. Tired cuts in on my cheek.
I feel blood. I see blood.
But to god.
I still can't speak.
I can feel the words catchin' at the back of my throat.
Could you ever.
Could you ever understand?
What I wrote for you?