You are my Nightmare and all youve done is just sit there and in between the nights and my sheets youve become the enemy. At frist i paid attention to every detail. you prove to me that you dont deserve me. So here iam just feeling used and abused you sit there in my old apartment i gifted you and act as if i owe the world. But boy remember i was the one there when you had nothing and no one and when you realize i was too good for you and going to wish you did something. To make me stay Here iam Open as a book. Im nto down with you and your shallow ways. Go on get drunk i refuse to pity you anymore. When you came around in December i forgot about me all over and that where i turn weak.