It always seems like I'm last to second best.

And it's as though you're definitely better off with or without me
Even without me.

I guess I'm strong without you too, I'm not depending my life in yours, or anyone's hands.
But, I still want you, without you - My heart can't function, I can't function, I can't live.
I'm never going to forget you, and you're always going to be in my Life, no complaints. I love you, you're a jerk, for making fun of my height/size, and how easily sick I get. But you love me anyways, you're an idiot and I fuckin Love you.

If you've got sins, You can put the blame on me
I'm Miss Independent, singing Single Ladies, and how I'm Single Again. But some days, I'll reminisce and think about how I'd lay in bed on the phone all day Remembering Sunday. This Distance is Darkness. Yet everyday I'll write a love notes with a dozen Ex's and Oh's and keep writing about how you're my Sweet Dreams or a Beautiful Nightmare. How could this be so Complicated. Remember how I'd tell every girl 'Don't Mess with my Man'. At times I could have thought this Romance is Dead. I'll listen to the Soundtrack to my Life think about how Life could be so Beautiful and fuck the rest. Baby Boy, no one's going to love me better, I'm going to stick with you forever. All those sleepless nights, yeah I was talking to my cat, pretending he were you all this time. Now I'll search for a Remedy for love because All my Life I prayed for someone like you. Every night I'll be singing the Prayer, and how people try to look through my eyes and try to read My Story. Baby I love you, I hope you know that you're truly amazing. I feel like I'm at War with myself everyday, my own World War 3. I don't know what the habit is, but I know I'm breaking this habit somehow. I'm on Love Lockdown now, and I'm in Love and Outdone.