There's a boy in my life who tries every which way to grab a hold of my heart and tug, let go, tug again, and let go like it's the only way he's able to breathe. He manipulates my desperate little head in order to survive. I'm like his food and once he's consumed enough of me, he's quick to try his hand at dieting, leaving me to spoil. Like dirty, red, poisonous meat.And I spoil easily.
He takes me, carries me, holds me tight. But then he'll disappear and pick on other little lonely hearts, pretending to be a lonely heart himself. They'll sympathize with him and he'll scatter his love seed, polluting lovefools, eating gracious hearts. Dirtying lovers who just want to be held tightly when it's time to sleep at night. And then he'll come back to me. I'll give in because I feel bad too. Then, again, he'll go and spread some more of his dirty love to other silly foolish boys.
He'll go, come back, go and come back.
And I always open up the door. But today, no more.
It's time to run away from him.
