You know the kind that let themselves get beaten and broken down
Oh that’s so pathetic what a poor soul
she's a mess who'se lost all control
oh No no no no
The kind that thinks of the good but always craves the bad
Ya always wants the best for everyone not usually ignored
Sometimes she can make a room go silent with just an entrance
But no no no
Ya you wish u were her
love to beg, be ignored, and left alone
No this isn’t sarcasm, no its not a mental illness
Its just a feeling, a feeling uncatchable in the norm
Why do u think she stays their
No she is anything but unaware
Feeling like nothing
Living for the fight
No and oh no it’s much more than just a fight or the drama queens love of barely clinging to life.
Love it can’t get enough oh how I hate it hate it all so good
Put me down, make me feel like nothing and never look back
That’s the way to tie me in
The way he got my heart
Again and again
