I used to be your last resort but now I'm no resort at all

You'll tell me time and time again that I am loved and you tell me time and time again that it's okay to be, well... me. But simultaneously you'll be mumbling that it's time to let it go

You know I cant let anything go

Oh well, I know you'll go away again and call in the middle of the night, I know you'll be embarrassed of what you said to me in the morning anyways, you always are, you're very....

You're embarrassed by me in short, but you feel like it's your good deed to stick around

After everything you brought me, which was a lot

And I already know that you'll ask what happened to my wrists and you'll already know, but when you get mad at me this time I won't cower away, I'll tell you that you weren't there to talk to me and make it better, and you never were, and i'll tell you that you should have taken me seriously when I wanted you to help me

And I always wanted you to help me