How can I look to the future when all we've ever had is the past?

May never even one person love me, for they will fall into a trap that will only get them hurt.

One more day that I live is just one more day that I die.

I wouldn't spend so much time crying over him if I wasn't in love with him.

Why do you compare me to past loves? Am I not good enough just as me?

I don't have the heart to tell you that I still don't trust you. Or maybe that's just me wanting to pretend that you never even lost it in the end.

I'm nearing the point of no return -- the point of giving up -- because while you're worth it, the pain that this causes me isn't.

I'm tired of trying to make things right with you when you don't even want to give me a chance. Take your drama elsewhere.

I'll take you as you are, but you can change everything about me.