But I can't fix you.

And sometimes I just like to play with your head.
I mean, its only fair right?
Who am I talking about right now? God only knows. You only wish you knew.
Or maybe, I'm really not talking about anyone at all.
(except I am)
Who really knew that it could effect us this much?
I wish I could go back in time and fix everything that went wrong.
Or maybe you could, you know I've never been one to fix things, just fuck them up.
Fix me.
Fix you.
Fix us.
For us.
I know you are up for the challenge.
But I know how you have to talk so big for acting so small.
It's just coming back to you now.