Second chances,
I may as well hand you the gun!
That’s what’s happening, right?
You’ve been playing with my heart for far too long,
I told you “If this is your version of love, then you’ve got it all wrong.”
Why can’t I be loved like a somebody?
Am I not a somebody to you?
There is so much going on,
so, let’s have a real conversation
Everything you had done
Made me regret,
Made me think I’d be better off on my own
Always second-guessing,
These voices you put into my head are a reason I’d rather forget,
Second chances seem easier,
Forgiving you so I don’t disappoint
A thousand reasons to run;
It seems you’ve done it again,
Letting myself down,
Looks like you already had a gun
Because now, the blood runs