I Only Love Him A Little Bit

Tell me when you hear my sobs,
I believe that this is your story:
When I think I'm recoverin',
I'm more obsessed then before,
Am I young or am I old?
But I've got an 'F' on my paper,
And a shine in my eye
That tells you what I've been doing,
But I think I only love him
A little bit,
But now you rub my back
And try to whisper about
How you love my hair,
Thank you, honey, for
Just another clarification;
Now, I'm naked and I don't
Feel a damn thing
And you just bring me in when
I need to be over there,
You're stupid, but
You're lucky 'cause you feel everything;
You've go me layin' on your door step,
But, dear, I'm only bleeding a little,
Just call the cops
And stop inviting me over,
So I might get the point,
Don't say that,
But now you, you
Don't need me,
But I'm so close
You think you taste me,
Stay strong, stay warm,
And stay away if you
Want to keep clean