I hate seeing you because you bring back the feelings I try so hard to forget.
I wish you could go back to how we use to be, I miss that.
Don't blame me for leaving, blame yourself for not doing the right things to keep me.
Sometimes breakups aren’t meant for makeups, sometimes they are meant for wake-ups.
It takes guts to fall in love, but it takes nerve to go back to the one who broke you
What was my fault….?
I hate seeing you because you bring back the feelings I try so hard to forget.
I wish you could go back to how we use to be, I miss that.
Don't blame me for leaving, blame yourself for not doing the right things to keep me.
Sometimes breakups aren’t meant for makeups, sometimes they are meant for wake-ups.
It takes guts to fall in love, but it takes nerve to go back to the one who broke you
What was my fault….?