Don’t tell me that you love me, those words just can’t be true. Don’t tell me I’m the only one when I’ve witnessed the things you do. Tell me that Im ugly, or tell me that you hate me. Tell me that you never cared and tell your friends I’m crazy. Tell me I’m your worst mistake and that you wish that I’d just leave; these are things I’ve heard before, these are things that I’d believe. Tell me that I’m worthless, and that you regret the day we met; tell me how you can do much better you just haven’t found her yet. Tell me one more time how you can’t stand a single...