I want this to be the last time I cry for you,
and I want this to be the last time you don't care.
I want you to be here when I need you,
and I want you to always be there.
I want this desperately, like autumn leaves pray for Spring, and I want you to want me.
Endlessly. Relentlessly.
I want to know that everything's going to be okay.
And I want you to be the one to prove it.
But I need to get away from your trifling ass.
And I need to want to do it.