You walk away,

I survive.

You try to come back,

I let you in.

You run away again,

I let you.

But when you try to come back again,

I start to wonder why?

Why are you being like this?

You're here?

You're not?

Just sit down and decide!

God damn it!

I want you with me,

But the way you are right now...

I wish I never met you.

I wish you'd just be gone.