I don't want superman, don't need wonderland...just want you to Love me
This is saccharine sweet, and I can't stand the taste.
There is pain, but it's so nice that I almost don't care.
I'm all emotions and no sense and I hate it so much that it's possibly turning itself around.
I know I'm all mixed up, and I know I can be a bitch, and you have every right to be confused, but please...try to understand.
Just try.
You frustrate me so much...in a kind of 'I think it's possible that I'm almost in love with you. Would you like to come for a picnic with me?' kind of way.
I'm so tired of all of this, but there's no way I can give it up.
And, in a weird way, I'm not sure I actually mind...
There is pain, but it's so nice that I almost don't care.
I'm all emotions and no sense and I hate it so much that it's possibly turning itself around.
I know I'm all mixed up, and I know I can be a bitch, and you have every right to be confused, but please...try to understand.
Just try.
You frustrate me so much...in a kind of 'I think it's possible that I'm almost in love with you. Would you like to come for a picnic with me?' kind of way.
I'm so tired of all of this, but there's no way I can give it up.
And, in a weird way, I'm not sure I actually mind...