i can t count the times that i swore this was the last time easier to lie than to swallow all of my pride the war inside my head is almost won but the damage has been done to the person i was running fom all along no signs of getting better no signs of slowing down if this is how it ends then count me out tell myself i m fine and that someday i ll get over it read between the lines i m worse than i ve ever been in the back of my mind the only place i still see you it gets harder each time that i try to forget you