I have to realize I'm basing everything off what someone says. There could be ulterior motives, but it seems sound enough that reason says it's true. It probably is. I need to stop caring about it.

You're pulling out your teeth
And I'm the novacaine you pump in your cheek
That's why I'm still around
You have blood running down your chin
But you suffered peacefully
She was a termite eating away at my roots
I was just a lost soul who needed a home
I was filling a void with you
And I can't can't wait
Til you see see see
What death and disgust have done to me
And I spent three years
Wishing for two things
That one day you'd break and I'd get see
How all the choices you made could drive you insane
I wish we never met
As angry as I sound that's just
The way I cover up the way I fee
I've been that way for years and years
A slave to broken hearts and sex appeal
She was a termite eating away at my roots
I was just a lost soul who needed a home
I was filling a void with you
And I can't can't wait
Til you see see see
What death and disgust have done to me
I wish we never met