Like a cash register my heart has been opened and shut
Certain events in my life I still can't get past
I can't quite get a handle on this love thing
I guess it's just my luck
But it's ok
Sometimes friends don't understand
I feel like I'm alone in this madness
Nobody to hands me tissues
I'm left alone to deal with these issues
Sometimes I wonder if there is something
wrong with me.
With my inability to love.
All I do is feel bad inside
& C/R/Y
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