I'm a bandit,
Can't you tell?
I take the things I think I deserve,
Whether they be mine to take
Or mine to lose.

And I'm lost without you
Loving me,
But I'm found within me
Loving you.

And I have a lot of choices
I've had to make,
But each and every time,
It's you I'd choose.
No matter what guilty soul
I might lose.

I'm an old soul,
Can't you tell?
I'm the type of person
People come to, to be healed,
But I end up getting used.

And it's not that I mind,
I guess you could say I don't.
I like helping people,
And I grow to love much too easy.

Losing them,
It happens.
People walk away,
Sure it hurts,
But c'est la vie.

I'm an outlier,
Don't you know?
I'm not quite the same,
I'm not quite like the others.
So go ahead and walk out,
Why would you bother?

I push people away,
I fear the future
And myself.
I don't see a point
In people sticking around.

I'm the type of person,
That changes the way you view the world,
But I'm not the type of person
People keep around.
But I am the type of person
That would stay with you forever
If only you asked.

I would hold your heart,
For more than forever,
For more than always,
If given the chance.

Because I'm a bandit,
Can't you tell?
I take the things I think I deserve,
Whether they be mine to take
Or mine to lose.