Horror stories of it
Them being torn bit by bit
Something I could not abide
Because of it people think of suicide
But they were the ones who asked for it
Don't hold me near
That's what I fear
Don't tell me you love me
It'll tear you from glee
Go away I never want to see ya
Love isn't such a great idea
Whatever you do; don't cry
JUst because I said good bye
I am the girl with Philophobia
