When you say you love me, I hope you know who you're loving.
You're in love with the girl my horrible exes made me.
You're in love with someone who has been through hell at home and at school.
You love someone who has been a bully.
You love someone who has been bullied.
Why do you love me?
I'm broken.
You said it was because I was broken that you love me.
You said you could repair me.
That's what they all said.
If you wanna repair me, promise me something and mean it;
Love me for who I am, and don't try to change me.
I want a relationship, not a relationshit.
