I have the attention of too many men without giving them anything in return. It grows difficult battling my demons lately, I could hurt you so bad if I wanted to, or have somebody else do it. My heart is so full of vengeance, but only because I want you to be mine. And for me to be yours, like we once were. You were the only who was truly just as fucked up as I, obviously an unhealthy situation, but the point of the story is that you and I are one in the same. I have contemplated many a time what I would do if I ever set foot in the same room as my other half, what would I do or say. Well I believe I have, and I messed up during my chance, so you better believe I'm going to do anything I can to get you back. But if you knew anything about the amount of times I have been offered to have you "taken care of," you'd most definitely be mine.