I know that there's guys out there that aren't dicks.
I know that most of them are.
I know that I will never find one that's not.
I know that if I do, I'd never let go.
I know that my head is filled with stupid little confusion.
I know that I'll die alone.
I know that people will say " your still young"
But you don't have to look at me everyday.
You don't have to see the pain I see when I see a couple walking down the street.
Their love for each other.
I want love like that.
But will I find it.
You want to know why?
Because I'm afraid of getting hurt.
I'm afraid that I'd pick that one guy and he'd be wrong for me and I'd end up broken hearted.
I'm afraid, a chicken shit, whatever you want to call it.
I just recently got over someone that didn't even like me back.
Why I fell for him is what I wonder.
He was no good. No freaking good.
I wonder, I know, I wonder, I know.
Its all the same.
I never want to be broken hearted again.