The Rush

You said you need to love yourself before you can love anyone else and that's hard, when all I've loved is you.
I got jelous cause I was afraid that anyone else could see the same things I saw in you.
Tell me to go and then beg me to stay, you sent a message to me by misstake.
And we talked on the phone and so you felt OK again.
And you were so broken, you left me the same.
You told you loved me and mess with my brain.
But I'm OK.
We both said sorry way too much, and we promised each other that we keep in touch and that's hard, when I don't want to talk.
You broke my heart just once or twice, and I'd let you do it a million times cause I guess, I got addicted to The Rush.
How stupid was I to finally believe, that someone like you could see something in me?
I dont miss how we love, but I miss how we talk sometimes.
It's quarter past three in the morning, I try to sleep but I sent you a message "goodbye", and it took fourty minutes for you to reply.
I swear I'm fine.
Holding on hurts more than letting go, being ignored killed me.
Cause your attention meant the most, but I couldn't see ...
you intoxicating me.
You broke my heart just once or twice, and I'd let you do it a million times cause I guess, I got addicted to The Rush.