I want it, I need it, I have it.
Then I go and leave, I ditch it, I trash it
and I know why I miss it the moment i do it
its a self fulfilling promise i made to just destroy it.
Or anything that could be understood as good for me.
I guess if you called me pathetic
then i'd have to agree.
Oh Oh Oh I just keep throwing
Oh Oh Oh I just keep throwing
Oh Oh Oh I just keep throwing away
the best things that happen to me.
I woke up this morning.
I saw that you had called me
but the girl that I slept with is still fucking snoring.
Wish I'd better sense of knowing who I hurt,
I know I'm pushing all your buttons
while I lift up her skirt.
Just when you leave me..
That's when it hits me.
It was all my fault.
No I can't defend.
It's too late now, here I go again.
