Arm is in a cast again from dragging you
You don't weigh much but I'm fragile
I won't pull another muscle until I heal
And i'm thinking about leaving
But you send flowers all the time
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying to love
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying, I'm trying to love
Talking to a wall again is sounding good
You're a crowded room of leaches
Looking for a reason to be alone
But there's no door to escape from
But you send flowers all the time
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying to love
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying, I'm trying to love
