Maybe I'm just a little bit broken.
Maybe I cry too often on my own.
Maybe I'm terrified to let
someone new in.
Maybe the last one was a little too rough.
Maybe my hearts done a bit of hurting,
Maybe my minds saying "you've had enough"
Maybe its how he looks at me,
Maybe its that smile that he wore.
Maybe its the way that he holds me.
That makes me come back for more.
Maybe its the way that hell say 'I love you'
Maybe I'm not so broken anymore.