Pitiful - Emme Packer
It's pitiful the story wants to lie every single time
It's pitiful and I'm not sure why story wants to lie
Every time I think about you I hurt straight to the bone
And every time I think about you I can't find my way home
It's pitiful I know
It's pitiful that every time I die I think about your smile
It's pitiful I'm not sure why I even have to try
Every time I think about you I hurt straight to the bone
And every time I think about you I can't find my way home
It's pitiful I know
Don't ever do that again
I'm sick of you playing the victim
You're not that misunderstood
And tired of fixing your problems
