• I said I wouldn't, I said I couldn't, but why?
    Every time I think of you, it hurts. We've been through this before, you and I, it always ends the same. Broken hearts, restless nights, yet we can't stop. It's like a drug. We would sell our mothers soul to get more if we could. I'm to the point of breaking, giving in to you. But I need to resist your charm. I have to. Or this will all start again.