Used to be so scared
of your rejection
you\'d mask it and pass it off
as your protection
but then the lines blur
Still I\'m glad I\'m stuck with her
\"Somethings wrong with you\"
I\'ve heard it all
there\'s nothing you can say or do
That will leave wondering how to cope
Or come to terms with or to you
I\'ve been through hell
No more stringing me along
Shit I can\'t pretend to be well
I\'m done being alone with you
I\'m a lover not a fighter
But again the lines blur
Fancy myself a writer
So again the lines blur
What\'s my purpose in this world?
Again the line blurs and I
Remain unheard
And unwanted
It\'s not enough to make me hurt
You\'re not enough to make me cry
Maybe a quick face palm and a long sigh
Not enough to convince me
the world would be better if I died
So go on,
Cause I\'m here
And for once I do not fear you
Funny that for once I can say
I\'m glad the lines blurred
I\'m glad I\'m unheard
But for once I am wanted
I don’t need your shit
I\'ve been through hell
I will never pretend to well
Cause Its not my lie to tell
And so again the lines