Maybe I Was Boring

He never had cool stories
He doesn't make your heart beat
You stillUsed to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent the just laying in his room t
The strench of incense
And some undelivered food

SAnd she thought w
"What if he thinks I'm the one a?
And iI'll be forced to walkrot away w
With him and his obssession, with trivial things

Like the amount of fucking love hearts
I finish mya text messeages with..."

And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying a
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shirinking

And she thought w
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the messeage?
And he doesn't hear my please?"
So she just started screaming

"Oh w, Why can't he just bore
M me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me today?
W death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just burnore me today
W death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me today?
Death?"
(Why can't he just bore me today?
W death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"