pre-chorus
Yah, yah, yah
chorus
In my memories i see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that i could be
Everything that i wasn't and everything you'd need
But i saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories i see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss i call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and i know you see
bridge
It ain't right, not tonight, i don't feel like losing my soul
I've been trapped inside your mind, and i don't know where imma go
verse
I don't feel like being fed to the vultures, looking like a corpse cause my face is drained of colour
But i ain't dead even though i should be under, from the backstabs of those that you thought were a lover
What's the fucking point of being myself if everybody hates me?
What's the fucking point of killing myself if you've been wishing i was dead lately?
pre-chorus
Yah, yah, yah
chorus
In my memories i see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that i could be
Everything that i wasn't and everything you'd need
But i saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories i see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss i call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and i know you see
