I can't take this feeling,
Laying here staring at the ceiling,
I just can figure it out,
I'm so frustrated I want to shout,
Why can't I trust anyone with my heart?,
When I give it away it tears me apart,
All I can think about is how I feel,
And wonder if what she feels is real,
Why isn't there one perfect girlfriend?,
That won't leave me here, alone in the end,
Maybe the whole problem is me,
Finding information on them is my ability,
I always use it, and find myself hurt,
Then end up lying face down in the dirt,
Maybe I really am born to lose,
A guy the perfect girls will never choose,
Maybe I should finally stop dating,
And give in to the pain I'm hating,
End this, once and for all,
And save myself, before I fall.
