I told him I was no good
He chose to seek the best of me
I told him I was trouble
He kept insisting there was hope
But there was no hope
I mixed long time love with short time like
He filled me up with ideas about myself that I didn't even knew existed
He drew a shimmer of hope in the black paradise of my life
He showed me I was capable of being loved for who I was
But despite all this, I was still trouble, I was still no good
Now he loves me, and I love him not
Because of me, he entered the downfall of unforgiving love
Because of me he'll never forget, because of me he'll have trouble loving once again
Because of him, I will someday, myself, feel the lust he feels
Because of him I will never forget what it feels to be loved for real.
