Messed Up You

I don’t wanna be another messed up you
Stuck in my past
Dreaming of the could have beens
Wishing for the Should have beens
Hoping you could still have me

I hold a pen in my hand writing down all the hurt
You hold a shard of glass carving out your impurities
Showing me you’re bloody arm
You say it’s my fault
That I hurt you
Don’t lie to yourself
Don’t blame your actions on me

I was Scared
I was scared of the love you said you could give me
But your love was a lie
My initials are forever etched in your arms
Your way of blaming me for your problems