And you go on about these stories of the men you've been with. Not one, not two, but tens of them.
I look at you with eyes Doing my best to understand why Why a girl like you Has been let go of so many times
I try my best to understand What drove you to go to all these men
Because in the end, All ive known is loneliness For years I was alone Feeding off of my own shadow Pretending to be happy, when in reality, im lonely
But i got used to it The absence beside me wasnt a blank space anymore It was filled with things like demons and angels And with that i learned to be alone And then you came and i opened up that space again In the exact shillouhette of your round face Your slouched shoulders that i find oh so cute Your bossom filled with emotions you wont show And your body that looks oh so beautiful