How can you keep loving the knife that hurts you?
I’ve never been a masochist...
My heart craves things that help it grow,
avoids those things that stab and twistI need to find a comfortable space,
a way to be around you, and yet not care
You’ve known me so long, yet don't know me at all
though I’m definitely worse for the wear
You did not want to know my secrets,
unless they benefited you
You did not care if I healed my wounds,
nor encouraged me to see it through
We’ve outgrown our codependence
and it’s best that we move along
The only way we’ll survive our paths,
is if we sing a separate song
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