What’s wrong with me?
The minute there was any possibility, any future I got bored.
I loved the chase, even though I gave into this one, he wasn’t the brightest.
And now… just like the last time, and the time before
I like someone else, and I don’t know how to break it too him.
We’ve kissed, and he’s talked about kissing more.
But he’s not a good kisser.
And his personality now annoys me.
How come before it intrigued me?
Every time I tell myself,
You wanna know what? You don’t need butterflies every time.
But that’s a lie. you do
I faked the butterflies and now I’m left with a mess I’m afraid to clean up.
Now I have eyes for someone who’ve I’ve only had a conversation once.
He is my superior, by two years.
Far out of my league…
but he gave me his jacket
does that mean something?
OH IT KILLS ME
Not him, or either of them, but the fact I can’t be happy with something I can have.
It happened to my mother and I thought I was different.
It happened to my sister and I thought I was different.
I don’t want to be a virgin at 20.
But I don’t want to give it away too someone I’ve moved on from.
I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it