She thought she knew what love was
Afterall she's chased it her entire life
She thought that love could fix her, make everything that felt broken and scary go away
But the demons and her scars remain
He says he loves her, but every time they hang up the phone she picks the conversation apart with a fine comb
It's a constant game of he loves, he loves me not
Feeling foolish for needing the constant reassurance, she apologizes for being such a nuisance
Again he says he loves her and that it's okay
But the doubt will never go away
