I don’t want to say I don’t love you anymore, but
This time, “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
And I don’t want to say it’s all your fault, so
I’ll just bite my tongue
If I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
To our selfishness
If I could beat the RNG
You’d always be my Stitchface
But we’re 0 for 58
Maybe one day, it’ll come back to us, maybe one day
If I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
To its worthlessnesses
If I could beat the RNG
You’d always be my
When I said I’ll always be there for you, I meant it
If I could do the math, maybe
I’d find the limit doesn’t exist
To my worthlessnesses
If I could beat the RNG
You’d always be my stitchface
You’d always be my stitchface