You're here if I need you,

but not the way

that I need you

I hope you can't be happy
with anyone but me
and by the time you realize it
I'll be over you

i don't get attached
i don't cry over boys
i don't take them serious
i treat them like toys

i like to be liked
but not to be needed
want you to want me
or my ego will be deflated

what a spoiled brat
probably just messed up
i don't care about things
my feelings are corrupt

i want to feel something special
with someone brand new
but i don't know if it's possible
maybe it could be you

I fell behind because I was too busy pushing you forward.