Open Doors and Speeding Cars

You let me down with a kiss
and I hope that when it met his lips
you choked a little bit
and started to feel sick
Im not as easily convinced
That you felt bad for this
or that you lost a little sleep
thinking about what this all might do to me

I guess that you could call me desprate
cuz time after time I cant seem to bring myself
To say goodbye
And I know this will all happen again
But Id rather not be alone
So I just pretend that everything allright
But you know as well as I do
That nothing is fine

Who Needs reality?
when we're both so good at pretending
That everything is allright

I hope you know your my favorite walking contradiction
for every time you said you dont miss him
or that you hate him
I should have known
About your inability to let go
let me go
Iv got nothing left to say to you
and i dont know what to do
so ill let this open door convey
what I cant say to you(push a girl out of a car while its going fast)

A head full of excuses well thought out and recited
To shift all the guilt from your side to mine
although I know that I dont deserve this
my words are no match for your head full of excuses
Nothing is going according to plan
we're starring down the barrels of each others guns
and our kisses are desprate for any meaning
we just keep repeating empty apologies

I cant love who I cant trust
and you refuse to be honest