Two Fifteen At My Window

you never showed. so i guess. i hate you

 

Imma go ahead and live with this

Tucked inside my head

Cause I already gave you my heart

And look where it ended up.

And you’d probably be ashamed with half the things I have to say

But I’ll let you off easy and give you three words

‘I hate you’

 

Maybe one day you’ll want to hear what I have to say

But I doubt that day’ll ever come

So I won’t wait up

I’m not giving you my time

After seeing what you did to my heart.

Do me a favor and forget I exist

And hate me.

 

‘Two fifteen at my window’

Is what you said to me

But you never showed

And I can’t decide what hurts more

It happening or the fact that I’d fall for it again

And I can’t seem to shake the feeling that you’re mad at me

Maybe it’s the ripped up photos on your floor

Or the ‘I hate you’s scribbled on them

But I don’t know what I did wrong

And you weren’t there to tell me

 

The perfect gift

Already opened and used

The thought may count

But Imma return you anyways.

Author's Note

although this can be sung, its much better as a screamo