I fell in love with you when we were dancing in my kitchen listening to frank Sinatra.
I understand I'm a lot to handle. I am a lot.
I've fallen for someone who'll never fall in love with me. I've accept that. No one has ever said that I was made for them, so what if I'm always just an option?
My mother always told me guys want one thing. I'm good in bed and an easy lay. I don't matter to anyone because who would love me?
They fall for me for one night because it's convenient.
It's easy to pretend. It's easy to fake it. I'm nothing special. I'm nothing special to anyone.
I don't deserve love. I'm not good enough for anyone. I'm not worthy of anyone.
Love is an illusion, or at least it is to me. No one would ever fall in love with me. I'm too broken to be fixed, at least I know it.
Everyone deserves something better than me.
