I don't deserve it. br I want it, br but I know that I shouldn't have it. br You're that last drink, br the one that sets you br over the edge br before you do something stupid. br I don't want to hurt you. br I don't want you to hurt me. br I want to love you. br I want to give you my heart, br but I can't find it. br br I don't deserve your care, br because I'm a wreck. br I voice my opinions br and then let them hang. br I'm dramatic and weird, br but you're weird too, br and that's one of the things br that make me smile br when I picture you. br br I wish we could talk, br sober as a judge, br but being sober is hard work br when you're lost and confused. br Run run run br to your bottle or your stash. br Run run run br away from you're problems. br Run run run br away from SOMETHING br that would finally make you br truly happy. br br I'm always running, br and you are always forced br to try and keep up pace. br But oh, br I've been running for so long, br and my legs are longer, br stronger, br and deadly. br br I want to stop for you, br turn around, br and give YOU br what I don't deserve. br Then br maybe br I'll be a step closer br to being a stronger person. br I'm weak. br Fucking weak. br br I want it so bad, br and so do you. br So let's give it a try... br but first I have to stop. br Stop time. br Stop running. br Stop caring about frivilous matters. br Stop forgetting. br Stop escaping. br Stop. br br I have to stop telling myself what to do, and finally do it.