I must be doing something wrong,
I don't know why, but he keeps slipping away,
And though my attempts are genuine,
This bugger has no care for my heart.
Often he befriends,
Then promises the sun and moon,
But slowly he starts to behave weirdly,
And soon, he is ready to run.
My oh My! It's the same story everytime.
I have never felt lonelier than in his company.
He belittles me,
And I want to punch him, if only.
This love is a cowardly fellow,
He just makes excuses.
And I each time, give my 100%,
Not doubting him at all.
But now I am growing up wise,
The only thing I am doing wrong is,
doubting myself
and searching for love outside.