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i tend to push the best out of my life i dont know how to take love but i can give but cant recieve they call me the pretty little pyscho cause i flip the f*ck out the moment that i feel its to close to comfort to close to being loved i run the other way its something i dont know how to take i do know this much your puting up a fight and its scares me i dont know if we can get throught this im in painic like an addict passing thoughts racing im not the best to deal with id understand if its the last you want to cope with i never said you had to stay but i heard it in your voice theres feeling that are growing sh*t what have i done this time its do deep its to real your not the one i though it would be the most unlikly pair just time reveled all in time but i always push away f*ck*ng every chance i can give cause i dont know how to recive love from any like what i am im a beautiful mess why me ? i cant give myself the credit i need to run i let you in your in too deep i hope you have the key