Lyrics my condolences to myself - Frances Forever

You beat me up in my head
Always second best
You pushed me to the edge
Making me regret ever opening my eyes to your tears
Was any of that incredibly sincere?
You leaving me was always my fear
I wanted to disappear

Never loved myself
Imagine that
How I could love you?
It's pretty wack
You kinda look like a rat
I'm no doormat

You would a let me die
Without a tear in your eye
A tear in your eye
My lips, they're bone dry

It's so cold between you and I
Between me and
You scattered my bones across my front lawn
Leaving the rest for birds to feed on
Stitched myself up from where I went wrong
It was so hard to carry on

Never loved myself
Imagine that
How I could love you?
It's pretty wack
You kinda look like a rat
I'm no doormat