It’s almost ironic
I don’t know
You say you really know me
I’m starting to believe that
And it is not good
Cause you know the best part of me
I’m afraid of showing you the worst one
And yet you say you know me
I’m predictable
I guess you can guess me
That’s the way you have to avoid me
That’s why you’re never here
When I truly need you
And I’m sick of it
I thought I’d be always here for you
But I was wrong
Cause I can’t stand it
I’m so fucking insecure that hurts
