I have always given my heart away to freely
Giving it to any boy who tells me I'm pretty
I locked it up never to be given away
But he has a lock pick and is trying steadily to open me
It's getting hard to keep him out

But I'm scared..
What if he doesn't really love me?

Cause you see
I've done this before
Sat here at this table of past lovers

But I can think clearly now
Look back on my mistakes and realize
That you'll never be one of them