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I’m not whole But I’m sure that much you’ve been told Whether by my mouth or others’ I’m sure you’d be better off with another Because I’m hardly perfect And I have no idea why you think I’m worth it Your time and your energy, I mean Could be better spent on other things I don’t think you understand That bad things and I go hand-in-hand You see, we both have our fears And we’ve shed our fair share of tears And while I’m pretty sure you feel it, too I’m not at all sure what to do Because in the past I’ve been torn apart And the last thing I need broken again is my heart