always messing things up
don't understand what self-control is

came to brighton to be alone and feel in control of things
doing things on my own and whatnot
now the only sensation i feel is an urge to throw myself off brighton pier

i love you but it's hard when the sky always looks different for each of us
i hope you love me too and you understand
it wasn't right
please don't ever run to anyone else for help but me
i promise i have the best arms even if they're the ones that made you cry
they're sorry

i'm sorry

thank goodness for sleeping pills