Couldn’t take the blame,
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you’re jaded,
You can’t play the victim this time.
And you're too late.
So, don’t cry to me.
If you loved me, you would be here with me.
You love me, come find me.
Make up your mind.
You never call me when you’re sober,
You only want it ‘cause it’s over - it’s over.
I to wyjaśnia obecny stan mojego ducha.
Ughh...