Breaking The Girl

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try
To fix you
And so I cry.
I cry.
Once, twice, and three times
Because it's important to you,
And it's important to me.
You because I care so much
And I want to know
What hurts in you.
Me?
Forget me.
It's not important.
And besides,
Sometimes your efforts to hide your disinterest
Fail.
But I'll help you,
And care about you,
And miss you,
Even when you won't do the same for me.
I'll notice,
And talk, And be ready to help you
With whatever you may need.
Even if it doesn't help me.
Even if you don't help me.
Even if you actually couldn't care less.
Well, I know I provide some entertainment
When you're bored,
And I know that I'm the shoulder you lean on
When you're sad,
But that's all I am.
I'm 'Good morning.'
And 'Goodnight.'
But that's all I am.
And that's all I ever will be.
So keep making excuses
When I already know the truth:
I'm just your own personal drug,
Even though I'm the only one hooked,
And I know there's no arms for me to come home to.