You are /just another one of those reasons I can't sleep at night./
But it's too late anyways. (6:00am)
I'm addicted to your torture.
Next time try to save me.
It only makes me my for you.
My mirror time friend trys to talk me out of it again.
"It was only one failure..." (but there will be more)
That word rings in my head.
I still smile when we meet
(I want so badly to hate you...)
"I never thought we would be doing this again."
(Just another painful memory.)
You know I want to make you feel my pain.
Such an innocent murder.
I die each night while pretending to heal.
It's a recurring nightmare.
Only this time it's real.