I am too young to feel this old
I don't miss the soul that I sold
How could I sew up my heart made of yarn?
That I've carelessly left strewn about in the yard
Bottles I've drunk to the end of the glass
I built a heart that I knew wouldn't last
I just want someone to keep to myself
But I can't let myself love anybody else

I thought that aging would put me at ease
But I'm ruptured inside since I turned seventeen
I don't want someone who'll pluck the Moon for me
I just want someone who'll understand all my needs

I know I may be hard to understand
I keep my friends just as far as I can
But if I can make an exception for you
If you love me, maybe I could love you too