(Do I-) Do I look desperate enough to beg for you to love me? Maybe I am (maybe I am), sometimes I fixate on how much I hate myself, some days And that's why I crave love from someone else That fills that up with something more positive (more positive) Because then I make myself believe that All the worrying in my mind disappears (all the worrying in my mind) But you don't see me I can't make you see me (I can't make you see) Why am I working this hard to be disappointed? Why do I romanticize fake chemistry that's only in my mind? Because I'm dumb as hell! But no more I will learn and I will grow I allow only myself to make me whole Whoever comes along, be prepared Because I'll love the hell out of you, but only if you care