i always defend you but what for?
yeah you show how much you really love me the way you never make time for me
good to know how little i mean to you.
you have made me feel like an outsider in the place i was supposed to feel the safest
my face is pressed up against the glass because you've locked the door again
no one is home and i don't remember the last time it wasn't vacant
when you speak to me once a week is that supposed to make me feel cared for?
i feel more comfortable telling my secrets to strangers.
what the  ̶f̶uck happened to you?
your heart is an empty room. 

abby, i guess