1302 Songtext

Grab your favorite pen, write to me again,
I won't break or bend when are you going to learn?
I looked up to you Thought you told the truth
What am I to do salt in my cut, burns.
I made my bed and I'm going to sleep in it
You made me feel like shit cause you're good at it.
Quit fucking with my life
This apple must have hit the ground and rolled away.
Cause if you're day I'm night.
I made my bed, I made my bed