I told you what was happening you shamed me.
How could i tell you it still happens?
I saw you give up on other when they couldn’t just stop.
I can’t stand the idea of you giving up on me because i can’t.
Everytime i tell you i can hear the letdown in your voice.
It makes me want to do it again.
How can you be so blind the proof is there, i need your help!
But i am scared to ask, to scared to ask.