Wherever you are is beyond me
And I could never find my way there
So many little things that remind me of you
And it haunts me
Your photo by the bed when I go lay my head
Like you care

Is my luck just running out, yeah
‘Cause I’ve lost count of the times I’ve been let down
Left out here to drown
And is it bad
You’re the most recent thought I had
Curled in a ball on the bedroom floor
Paranoid, nervous, insecure

The worst part
It’s self-inflicted
Do this to myself

I never read the page that you turned to
Try not to play it back in my head
(No matter how badly I want to)
Things that I do & I say still reflect you
And the person that I was back then

And is it sad
That I still try to remember then
Visit my past, though the pain sets in
Feel your touch, I can hear you sing
Stay too long, you’ll get addicted
It’s so addictive

Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I do these things?
I know all the pain it brings

It’s self-inflicted
And I do it to myself