Ours? Nah.

I called you at 4 in the morning

You didn't answer

You didn't say sorry to me

When I said sorry to you

Even if it wasn't only me that screwed it up

But it's me, always me

Drowning in my thoughts

And now I realized that heaven is too far away

And it's me

Drowning in my pain

My pain, and it's not yours

It's not ours

I know

You probably don't feel this pain

And you don't know

Or don't wanna know

Maybe

But girl

I'm not angry with you

I sure wouldn't be angry with you

Because it's me that screwed it up

It's not you

But you have nothing to do with me

Because it's already over

I've decided

Who I want to be

And who I want to be with

And I've tried, seriously, I've tried

But just like I said to you

It's over

And I'm  too tired to start it all over again

So

Adios

p.s. If there are some misunderstanding because of this post, i'm sorry. I don't want to make a new problem and this is just a tragic-hyperbolic-story-of-mine so please don't take it seriously. And if you think I'm the victim here you're totally wrong, I AM the bad guy, man. HAHAHA.