Your lips,
your calming
claims theories of confidence,
but your heat cant pay me them.
Makes a wonder of myself
have i ever been good for anyone?
Will i always be caught up in the hopeless Romanticism?
lost in some sort of loneliness...
He changes around each person,
makes me uncomfortable.
I like you is that so bad?
I just want to spend some more time with you.
I'm all tied up in the same old,
call me crazy but you hurt me so bad,
and i still cant hate you.
I'm finally over a lover of the past,
and you are my new, we once were
for a short while, something that was sad to me because it didn't last.
You got scared,
i was lost,
because of that it gives me doubts.
Am i ever good enough, for any approach i may take?
I'm not like other girls, I've been told that i am much more.
Just give me a chance, to be your girl
and don't let anything scare you,
help me, unleash me.
UN-tie this box of tied by a chokeful ribbon.
