Primitive

We’re both desperate
But in our own twisted ways
You can hold me hostage
Accepted my fate

I used to cry for help
Until I realized you’re the only one who can hear me
Trapped in a room with no windows
Used to live life with my eyes closed
Now I can’t tell the difference

I’d suffer forever
Just let me die in your arms
When does it get any better?
If we are this far gone?
I hoped that maybe one day we would save each other
But what’s left to recover?
But what’s left to recover?

You could kill me but I know you couldn’t fucking risk it
You little bitch my times not on your dime you fucking missed it
Do you really think that I am the problem?

I’d suffer forever
Just let me die in your arms
When does it get any better?
If we are this far gone?
I hoped that maybe one day we would save each other
But what’s left to recover?
But what’s left to recover?

Are you sick of the crying?
Pull the ground from underneath

I chose suffering
Over the thought of letting go
Take what’s left of me
If it makes you feel less alone

I’d suffer forever
Just let me die in your arms
When does it get any better?
If we are this far gone?
I hoped that maybe one day we would save each other
But what’s left to recover?
But what’s left to recover?