I tried being there, and I tried being gone, But nothing ever felt right I told you not to love me But you still showed up in the middle of the night Wearing a halo made of streetlights It was 3 a.m. and you didn't flinch When I showed you the blood on my hands I try to be good, but I cannot pretend That I haven't done a few ugly things Like ignore you all night when you just want to talk to me I used to be happy to see you Now I don't even think about you