Fronting - Trial running
I cant live like this.
All its ever been is bullshit.
I apologize to the next 'lover' i get.
Dont wanna leave, but staying is like holding my breath.
It cant be done forever, everyone knows why.
In the end, your bound to bend,
Break, shatter, and die.
I cant believe it was fucking true.
Hoping for the right one was a waste of time and tears.
Finally, to a long overdue,
New and improved,
One of my biggest fears.
"I'll surely drink to that, my love, happy fucking new years."