Your Favourite Excuse

I thought I live in your past

But you tell them about me all the time

You make it look like I’d haunt you forever

But go ahead and let me ruin your life,

Let me be your favourite excuse,

If blaming me helps you sleep at night,

Write my name with your lies

Since you’re the honest type,

Tell the world I broke you, I’ll take that fall,

Just remember the mirror won’t lie back.

Stop saying you’re misunderstood,

The broken boy trying,

Or you won’t hurt the next girl

When the best part of you is the worst,

If you’re done being a disappointment,

Peel it off, show the rot inside, 

You’re not complicated,

You just overuse the same lines,

So call me bitter, call me the problem,

I’m not the one bleeding just to feel something.