I don’t know how to love, i make them fall in love just to see what it looks like
and then bounce
I never stick around too long
I leave, just like my father did, i guess its a family thing.
I’m chasing my demons instead of pushing them away, i guess i like the insanity inside my head.
Never sober, always on a high chasing another type of human kind they don’t love either just like me they’re broken and that’s when it becomes easy.
See it’s a game I play better than chess, I know all the strategies.
“I never meant to hurt him but i gotta go”
“I never meant to cheat on him but i wanted something new”
you can’t make everyone happy, but you can make yourself happy right?
I caused this, not him, not her
I’m incapable of loving,
but everyone wants to be loved
but not everyone is good at it, I guess that’s me.
“I’m too young”
that’s what I keep telling myself,
because rushing ruins things
how do you think my first heartbreak happened?
I hate being painted as the “heartless” one but i just wish they knew that sweet words won’t fix a broken heart and a player can’t be changed overnight.