I want it, I need it, I have
it.
Then I go and leave, I ditch
it, I trash it
and I know why I
miss it the moment i do it
its a
self fulfilling promise i made to
just destroy it.
Or anything that
could be understood as good for
me.
I guess if you called me
pathetic then i'd have to
agree.

Oh Oh Oh I just keep
throwing
Oh Oh Oh I just keep
throwing
Oh Oh Oh I just keep
throwing away the best things that
happen to me.

I woke up this
morning. I saw that you had called
me but the girl that I slept with
is still fucking snoring. Wish I'd
better sense of knowing who I
hurt, I know I'm pushing all your
buttons while I lift up her
skirt.

Just when you leave
me...That's when it hits me. It
was all my fault. No I can't
defend. It's too late now, here I
go again.