The times in which you run off.
Without goodbyes, your mouth running on.

But you didn't care about me.
I wanted badly to care about you.

You hurt me like time and time past.
I had to throw you out of my future.

I couldn't stand the hate. 
Been forever since I've felt love.

No one understands my need to bleed.
Bleed my emotions and bleed my scars.

To kill this friendship is to lose myself.
But at the same time, you have done it yourself.