Music:Break the night with Colour-Richard Ashcroft
I don't think this is...I just...I can't
I look at you and I see all the ways my life is broken. How can you expect me to be there for them, when they were never there for me. I really need my mother right now, but she's not here. I really need Florence right now, but she's not here.
There isn't any space left in my head for anything good.