Because He's There, And He Hates Me

I haven't seen you in awhile
How has it been? A while
I'm not okay, not that you care, I'm just passing the time
Hey! Hey! Hey
I don't think this is too bad, maybe we can start again?
Wait, never-fucking-mind, you're still the same and so am I
But let's pretend that we're okay, is that okay? Just right now
I miss your hand inside of mine, I miss the times we'd use to cry
When mom was drunk and yours just sucked and everything was so sixteen
And although I still see you around, itís just not the same