I remember thinking:
"I'm too young to be this hurt.."...
Every now and then I open up a bit
and I let the light in.
And every time I get burned.
I wasn't born a cruel person...
But your obsession with me and your
heartache..it empowers me.
I like it too much,
it's like my own personal high.
All miseries catch up eventually.
I don't know how to explain this to you,
but I'm not in love,
I just love the attention.