Cognitive Dissonance

Break my heart Break my heart Break my heart Break my heart I feel this doom in my stomach I can't get rid of it Not even when I sleep And if I'm being honest I'm just scared that I'll never be satisfied Forever hungry Think you should Break my heart and run from me Think you should write me a letter saying sorry Break my heart Kiss my cheek Don't be too sweet To me Ah I'm a poet, baby You know that's true But you give me nothing Can barely write by you Sickness spreads from my lips You should choose someone more innocent Think you should Break my heart and run from me Think you should write me a letter saying sorry Break my heart Kiss my cheek Don't be too sweet To me Ah It's cognitive dissonance When I think about kissing him And leaving, all the same It's cognitive dissonance When I'm with him I feel emptier But fuller, in some way When it's bad and I do it all the same When it's bad and I do it all the same