I’m sitting here, terrified of who I’m about to see,
All because I’m begging that he’s still in love with me.
I care so much about him, and I fear that he’s the one,
I wish I weren’t in love with him, but it can’t be undone.
Now he’s coming to see me, why? I’ll never know,
And somewhere hiding deep inside I just want him to go.
I want to get hid out of my heart and out of my mind,
So that this heartbreak becomes something I can leave behind.
I’m tired of lying around feeling my heartbreak,
I thought that I could do this, but it may be a mistake.
Cuz I still love him deeper, than I’ve ever loved anyone,
And I’m afraid it will kill me, this time when he’s gone.
Because the first time was horrible, but this time may be worse,
And I will find myself, again, a victim of this curse.