Spoiled

I mean, I have been talking with you since . . . It feels like, forever.
Funny, isn't?

Now I feel like I'm losing you, and that makes me happy and sad at the same time.
Maybe you are wondering, why?


I know I have to let you go, and you really deserve to be happy, two different worlds.
and we're not in the same frequency, I don't know if you understand me.
No, you don't.
That's something I will always love of you, you are so spoiled.
I always felt like I was some kind of new perfect toy for you, in a good way.

Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind all over you.

I don't know, I think you feel the same.
We haven't talked for a few days, well, not like before, you know?

I found someone, or that's what I thought.-
I thought this wouldn't hurt
I wasn't there for you.
You tried to find me.
But I was so blind and stupid.


Now I feel cheated, I guess.
Now I feel kinda disappointed I guess.
I feel stupid.

Funny, I think something inside of you, calls my name.
I told you a few times before, you are light and pure innocence.


And I'm just . . . putrid oil.

I'm glad.
but I think we both know that we are always coming back to the same.


No matter what, I'm always coming back to you.-


I don't know, I guess I'm such a bad loser.