I'm sorry I can't say I feel any different

And right now it's hard to say I didn't deserve it

That I look over my body

And regret it

Do I regret it

I wanna say I stopped

I know I wanna, I do want a lot

I want you not to hurt, but I hurt you

Hit rock bottom but

Otherwise I feel numb or like I'm getting by

Now I'm free

Without the punishment that I feel I deserve

Life is trauma pain can be comforting

Seeing the red in me it's nostalgic

But I

Looking into your eyes

Beg

Makes me nauseous

Everyone looks at you and feels nauseous

I beg to stop

I could go on and on about why I hate you

Drowning

You could go on and on about you hating me

In the hurt

We don't see eye to eye it makes our chests burn

It still hurts

Getting what we're used to is tums

It don't get better

'Least not where I'm at

I did help you get out

Get out away from them

For now, but I close my eyes

And they're still there

They're still there

So, I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I can't say I've changed

I'm sorry

I'm nauseous

Can't even

Say that I

Stopped or

I'll stop

It hurts

More than

Anything

I hurt you with

Getting what we're used to is tums