POV

You tell me that you suck at commitment

cause then you feel like you're winning

but there's no prize

there's just cold pillows and old photos

and what ifs running circles round your mind

cause it's easier to shut me out

than get used to me being around

you'll never let me close, never let me know

how much I could hurt you

you'll keep the upper hand much as you can stand

so you'll never worry

about falling too hard letting me break your heart

that's not how it's gonna go, so

you'll break your own heart