I used to be afraid
of admitting it was over
thought maybe i'd kill
any lucky four leafed clover
that hadnt already burned to death
i used to be afraid
of admitting i loved you
thought i'd never be that girl
the one to wait in the old booth
where the phone hung unplugged
i used to be afraid
of admitting i was worthless
thought i could change that somehow
if someone werent totally hopeless
though now i see reality
i used to be afraid
of admitting love existed
thought if i didn't believe
i could just stay angry and twisted
though inevitably i'd be infected
i used to be afraid
of admitting i cloud love
thought if i ignored the wounds
that they would never scar
in the end i was right, they just keep reopening
