Look at the past, when have I been wrong?
I know you're making the wrong decision.
I wish I could stop you, because once it happens there's no turning back.
Why do I settle?
Sometimes I just want to scream SHUT THE FUCK UP, a the top of my lungs. Can't wait until we can have our house to ourselves again. Sometimes I just…
Sometimes I feel like I'm doing everything wrong. Is this really what it's supposed to feel like?