Tell me I'm not enough, make it coincide

tell me I'm not enough

make it coincide

thoughts so brutal 

too much never enough

repressing a version of me that's so hard to hide

tired of hearing doubt in your words

tired of thinking, damn, I’m the worst

one minute you say I'm the love of your life

next minute I'm the cause of our fights

words are abuse too

N' Im not used to this form of use

heart like a punching bag

you speak your mind and there’s no going back

we make up, but my mind takes notes

you speak, and speak, till you over spoke 

feel so lost

no drugs to blame it on

feeling sober than sober

being low feels lower when there's nothing to keep you holding on

cheat on myself

replace self-love with a substance, a drug

one-sided love