do you remember the plans that we made?
how you never thought about the future,
never talked about the past
the way your eyes would never light
up the way that mine would,
but they faded, faded, burned
you can't undo what you did

it's a shame you feel regret
you said it was all just in my head
it's a shame you want to high five
in the hallways between class
it's a shame you think we're friends now
we're all f*cked in the head

it's a shame you're such a f*ckboy
shame you're f*cked in the head
I'd've picked you purple flowers
and tucked the blankets on your bed
it's a shame it can't work out
a shame we even tried
you didn't love me like you said you did
and I was two steps
from a psychiatry bed