I tried being there, and I tried being gone,
But nothing ever felt right
I told you not to love me
But you still showed up in the middle of the night
Wearing a halo made of streetlights
It was 3 a.m. and you didn't flinch
When I showed you the blood on my hands
I try to be good, but I cannot pretend
That I haven't done a few ugly things
Like ignore you all night when you just want to talk to me
I used to be happy to see you
Now I don't even think about you
