I try really hard
To get over it
I try every day
But there you are
In my head
All the time
In my phone
The photos
When I have enough
I tell you to stop
You do for a minute
Then I want it back
Is it that I want you
Or just what you
Represent?
You asked would I chase after you
I don’t think I would
That there tells me lots
I'm in it for myself
I'll want it again in a minute
I'll play with our minds
Then again I'll say its over
Then I'll make you cry
And when I'm happy with your tears
When I've proven what they mean
I'll want you again
For a minute
And then again I'll Leave
