God is getting tired of I just praying for you to come back
My psychologist is tired of me just talking about you
And I am
I'm getting tired of not getting tired of missing you
If I hadn't said "hello"
I wouldn't have to say "goodbye"
If you hadn't said "I love you"
It wouldn't have to hurt
Now I'm doomed
To clinging to something beautiful and disastrous
If I hadn't said "hello"
I wouldn't have to say "goodbye"
If you hadn't said "I love you"
It wouldn't have to hurt
Now I'm doomed
To clinging to something beautiful and disastrous
She was a beautiful rose that made me feel at peace
How late I realised that she had thorns
Why didn't anyone tell me?
That no matter how pretty they are, they can still do harm
Who knew something so cute could be such a disaster?
That it would break my heart
That would make me feel so bad
And now I don't know how to get up
I see your name, your face everywhere
Along with them comes the pain again
I don't know why I'm suffering for you
If you're just the love of my life
God is getting tired of I just praying for you to come back
My psychologist is tired of me just talking about you
And I am
I'm getting tired of not getting tired of missing you
If I hadn't said "hello"
I wouldn't have to say "goodbye"
If you hadn't said "I love you"
It wouldn't have to hurt
Now I'm doomed
To clinging to something beautiful and disastrous
If I hadn't said "hello"
I wouldn't have to say "goodbye"
If you hadn't said "I love you"
It wouldn't have to hurt
Now I'm doomed
To clinging to something beautiful and disastrous