Sera porque es muy malo, o porque si

I came home this evening and nothing felt like how it should be
I feel like writing you a letter but that is not me... you don't know me
Feel so fucking angry; don't wanna be reminded of you


Mr False Pretence, you don't make sense
I just don't know you
But you make me cry, I hate you, people like you should be crucified
I think I love you, I've never wanted anyone so bad.