I don't feel anything anymore,
Too many times that sorry has been counted.
How can I love you when I can't love myself,
The only bit left in me has been given to you.

My hearts grown hard from the love not received,
An empty vessel in need of someone who in me believes.
Myself is hard to find when all I want to do is impress,
But somehow you bring me forth and carry me from my distress.

Who would want to be with me,
A broken messed up man.
A boy is more like it,
In search of some impossible dam.

"She's out there", they say, "you'll find one someday."
Well I found her in May,

And through June I was found.
I've been through this before,
In past years where my heart lay.

You help me to be myself,
Can't you see it's what I've been longing for.
I didn't expect it to happen this way,
And I'm wishing that you'd stay.

So may I see you, read you or hold you up and flaunt,
Can I kiss you to find out if it's really what I want!