Now I'm making excuses for your unavailability in our story
It's funny,you ain't even the one making the excuses no more,am the one making excuses for myself in your behalf,so I won't get that hurt
I'm constantly trying to distract the hurt that I'm feeling by redirecting it into something else
And its curts so hard,cause there's this realization that it ain't what it used to be ,I lost the real you ,I'm just left with a visage of you .
I'm trying to escape the reality of what I already know for myself
