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Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safer in my room
Unless I try to start again

Butch sat on his bed, thinking of what happened. He had hurt her; sure he's hurt her before, but not like this. She actually cried; it wasn't like her to cry. He didn't realize her hit her that hard, until her saw her tears. But was she really crying because of the pain, or because she knew that he hit her?

I don't want to be the one
Who battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

It scared him; he swore he would never hurt her, he even promised that he wouldn't. But he did, and for what? The most stupidest thing, all she did was call him a pussy. God forbid anyone called him a pussy. And now…she was in the hospital.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight

She wasn't in a coma, she just needed to heal. He just couldn't get over it, so what if she called him a pussy, she's called him worse. What was the matter with him? Was he finally losing it? Why couldn't someone tell him? He felt like shit.

Cultured my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I have no options left again

His brothers walked into his room a few minutes ago, telling him what a bastard he was. When the three of them grew up, they made a vowel never to hurt the girls like that again. He broke it, all because of a stupid name.

I dont want to be the one
Who battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

He had to go see her; he had to say he was sorry. Would she even look at him? And if she did, would she accept? He had to know. He would go…he was going.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight

Walking into her hospital room, his heart sank. She was laying in bed, with an IV in her arm, a huge burse on her face. She was sleeping; to him…she looked like an angel. He didn't want to wake her. He just sat down in the chair in the corner and waited.

I'll paint it on the walls
Cuz I'm the one that falls
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends

He watched as her chest moved up and down from her steady breathing. She was beautiful, why did he ruin her beautiful face? If he wasn't able to fly he would've jumped out the window. She began to wake up; she looked at him and gave a weak smile.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
to show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight

He went over to her side. "I'm sorry Buttercup…" she smiled at him again, "its okay baby…I know you didn't mean it…" They held each other's hands and gave a kiss. "I swear it'll never happen again" Buttercup smiled again 'I know' she thought before kissing him again.

End