When I Leave
I kinda hate it when you leave
But I’m not one to say I need you baby
Ill be my own best company because to you I say I like it that way
I fucking hate it when you call me darling
On an la morning in the middle of the spring
I want you
Is it that hard to see
You know I hate it when you leave me as soon as you came
Do I really need to beg you to stay
I want you
Is it that hard to see
Is it that hard to tell
Maybe you don’t think of me
And I’m pacing for no reason lately
Readjust my memory
Because what we have it seems the line gets hazy
Fucking hate it when you call me darling
On an New York morning in the middle of the fall
I want you
Is it that hard to tell
You know I hate it when you leave me as soon as you came
Do I really need to beg you to stay
I want you
Is it that hard to see
Is it that hard to tell
I fucking hate it when I leave