I'm sorry I use you
And sorry I abuse you
I'm just a criminal
I'm certainly habitual
I have the urge to love
I can feel love
I'm just a broken doll
And my heart is so small
Give me a chance to give
I wanna live
I dream of being true
But its me and not you
You're my sleeve
Your feelings exposed in each weave
I don't want to hurt you
But people like me do what they do
