The nights are growing colder Guess it's me getting older. She can't help but slur her words And i can't help but to drink more With my ear to the door My face to the floor Just like before It's what I settled for Fight me Break me Make me into someone, you whore Fuck me Cuck me Explore me I don't wanna think anymore. I love you I hate you I hate me Take me back, to someone who I wanted and wished I could be. That feeling's gone now. But hey, Just stay as far the fuck as you can, away from me. Then maybe, I'll finally be able to breathe.