I've never been good at commitment.
My parents tell me I never slept with the same toy twice.

I guess times haven't changed.
I can't bring myself to be with you.

You're too good for me.
And I can't allow myself to be with you.
Because the last thing I deserve
Is you.
Because you could be the best thing that's ever happened to me.
And I can't give myself that.

I don't respect myself enough.
I can't give you some **** to take your gold.

So what I'm trying to say is
We'd never work out.

As cliché as it is
It's me not you.

I can't live up to you.
Don't try to tell me I'm wrong.
Because as soon as you
Take me home to your mom.

She'll say the same ******* thing.
I think it's time to move on.