Nothing you do or say
will make me like you any less..
It prob will hurt me, but it won't be a reason for me to stop
It prob will hurt me, but it won't be a reason for me to stop
And really.. The ultimate truth is that I don’t want to like anyone else
Even if there's a million better people out there
It doesn't even matter anymore
Even if there's a million better people out there
It doesn't even matter anymore
And if
you worry about the future, its already as fucked up as it is now.
How much
worse can it be?
Now is already hell, so how much more of a hell can it be
later?
If the outcome is always going to be the same, why can’t I just be happy
for a bit more?