Everytime
I get myself into this
I fall apart.

Everytime 
I find out that 
they are not the one for me,
My insides are turnt upside down.

Everytime
I'm being told
"I'm sorry, but there's someone else"
A little piece of me dies.

But I keep going.
I keep getting myself into this.
Feeling the excitement. 
Feeling the pain.
Until one day,
Someone comes along 
To put the pieces back together.

Or until there's nothing left.