Three texts, two phonecalls, here we go again Back like nothing happened, come to put my mind in a spin. Acting like you're traumatised by the things you did before, But yet again its all an act, a play of sincerity once more One minute ur a different man, the next the same old beast, Through my door you walk and on my fear you feast, The thing that u weren't counting on is the hate I feel for you For not been there through our losses, the ones you made me go through. Now you'd have to really change, if what you said was true, Coz despite the hate and the hurt, the fact remains I love you too x