I made the mistake of climbing into your green Chevy truck again tonight, and the mistake of falling back in love with your Cheshire Cat grin and brown eyes all over.
We know how this ends every time we fall into eachother hopelessly but by the end of the night you only like me physically, but not as a person because I'm too much for you. How does that work exactly? I risk everything for you every time. I leave it all behind for you, and you just leave me standing cold and alone, ever single time. Same story same ending. I don't know why I keep bothering to re-read it.
