now I'm crying, isn't that what you want? And I'm trying to live my life on my own, but I won't, no, at times I do believe I am strong, so someone tell me why do I feel stupid
well, I need you now. do you think you can cope? you figured me out. I'm lost and I'm hopeless; I'm bleeding and broken, though I've never spoken. I come undone in this mad season.