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I’m sorry if I speak about me too much I’m sorry that your illness is a sub-sequential reason you don’t eat too much, oh It’s obvious we drink too much I’m sorry that your father never loved you And you saw your mother on the TV too much, oh You should pop a bottle again Maybe buy a couple bars Take 'em all with your friends, yeah And I don’t even wanna pretend Should've listened when they told me it's a means to an end, yeah And now I'm all on the fence I was only nineteen with a lack of respect And then she threw up again Said she didn't, but you know I'm reading through it again Don’t choose If you love it then you cut the thing loose, yeah Dark room Indecisive so you know I can’t move, yeah You too, you too now It’s hard for me to end a conversation With “I love you” when I know it’s not true, no Terrified by thoughts of getting close to you Justify my terror when we talk it through Letras de cancionesFind somebody else to cure the pain for now Pop another pill and help your brain calm down Then she fell down the stairs, yeah So take it to the basics No love, she was hopin’ I could change it Never been the one to pick favorites Favoritism isn’t something I relate with well So way to make a statement I was only tryna start a conversation She was under the assumption I was famous Knew she had a heart Didn’t know that I would break it off Don’t choose If you love it then you cut the thing loose, yeah Dark room Indecisive so you know I can’t move, yeah You too, you too now It’s hard for me to end a conversation With “I love you” when I know it’s not true, no (You too, you know it's you too It's always you too, now) (It’s hard for me to end the conversation With "I love you" when I know it’s not true, it's not true, babe You too, you too) From Letras Mania