Why do you want to know me?
Who do you think I am
or want me to be?
The depths of my soul
you’re not ready to see.
Probably not who you think.
A mistake you thought
you wouldn’t make
My heart is already broke
What feelings have I awoke?
Do you think your heart can repair me?
How fair would that be?
I just don’t want your soul
to be wounded at my hands.
If you come any closer
you might sink in my quicksand.
I can’t bear to bring you down
Don’t want my pain to make you frown.
What did I ever do
to interest the likes of you?