He loves me, he loves me not.
Why does this always end up being a reoccurring thought?
My heart was frozen solid, ice like a block.
Stone cold emotions, are you human or made of rock?
I'm tired of feeling like I'm not good enough.
With or without you, my life is rough.
Don't come in my world, unless you intend make it better.
After years of doing it, I refuse to settle.
Everyone constantly telling me, you deserve better.
Sick of feeling like this, I'm getting fed up.
I won't be told, the way I feel is extra.
Started to let you in, but you really messed my head up.