Nothing

And I promised, I'd come back If my confusion would let me, the bus left an hour ago, and I ain't waiting for the next one. You came in, you changed me I liked it but you made me something else I never was I was better off before you made me happy

Don't bother leaving a message cause I'm not listening, if I call you up it doesn't mean that I love you, just that I've run out of words to say. And I asked for fucking nothing, and you gave me just that except for two scratches on my elbow and some memories that won't heal

And i'd forget the weeks past if my patience would last, I can't help getting angry cause im in over my head, the cold breeze, I'm feeling can't stop myself thinking about turning home outside the train station at 6am

Now I'm fucking nothing, just lying here like my keys on the floor, broken like my wristwatch, which doesn't fucking matter because, the time that we spent meant nothing to me, and I'm not even sad I'm just lying to myself