My first love came and went
taking with him my heart.
The next became my best freind
but his girlfreind ripped him and I apart.
The third was simply a follish boy
taking away my all that I'd kept pure.
Will the ever be love for me,
of this one thing I'm just not sure.

Then you came along
after I'd built up all my walls.
I didn't want anyone to care about me
so that I could not get hurt.
But you care and tell me all the time,
it's hard to try and not care for you.
You tell me honesty's and dont use me,
but we got way to physical to fast.
I am disapointed in myself,
for not making us go slow.
if I tell you how I feel
I know you'll understand.
You'll hold my hand and tell me it's ok,
but I dont want this.
I dont want you to like me
and care if I am happy or not.
Why cant you think of me as a loser,
soemone not quite good enough for you.
Why did we have to talk at all?
Were we sopposed to meet
and stay together.
Are you gonna hurt me,
use me as a toy.
I'll crush you before that happens,
I barely lived the first time love left,
so I refuse to experience that again.