from: decode

to: unknown

i wonder how many things you think about before you get to me

i wonder how many things you wanna do, you think i'm in between

i feel myself falling further down your priorities

and i still make excuses for your constantly

i wonder how many things you think about before

before you get to me

remember when you left once

that never made too much sense to me

well it hurt you so bad, hurting me

you really came to me for sympathy

─ am i not even a second thought?