Did I hope that
You’d hurt me to find
Everything that I believed about myself
Wasn’t just a lie
Did I set up
A mind **** for you
Just to leave you wanting out and wishing it weren’t
Are you still the little boy who’s family broke his heart?
Am I still the little girl who’s left out in thedark?
Shot myself right in the foot as I was walking into your house
You never did check on me I
Half expected it not to work outand
I predicted everything confirmed every last bit it’s haunting
Is it me? or is it me?
A Self fulfillingprophecy
What a classic trope, I’m such joke,
I’m full time proving myself so disposable
I know it all and nothing gonna say I’m wrong
I’m still a little sad puppy whose first love shredded up her heart
And you’re still the guy who thinks he’ll stay but leaves when things get hard
alter my reality and make myself the target
I am the fatality and I’m left here to bargain
Is it me is it me is it me is it me is it me or is it me
