i'm disappointed with myself. it would be weird to be disappointed in you.

i shouldn't have been upset, after everything that has happened.
i should have known what to expect.
all those times my friends told me that you weren't worth it,
i should have listened.
i shouldn't have worried about what you would have thought of me.

do you know how you had me eating out of the palm of your hand?
do you know just how anxious i was to talk to you?
every single time, i was there, replying you, expecting to talk to you,
trying to please you.

every single time.

i should have known you weren't worth a single second.
i should have known better.

my feelings don't have an on and off button.
i thought you would've known that.