What did you expect

Of course I'm a wreck

Don't get me wrong,

I'm not that strong

I find all the teasing

So damn pleasing,

You ask

What's wrong with this deal?

I answer

It's getting way to real

I'm too young, too dumb,

Too numb

To understand what I asked for

Such a perfect metaphor

For a life used to failing

Now I'm railing 

Around the fountain

Running up the mountain

I could have never predict

I'm off to bed, whispering to myself

Don't you dare to fucking quit.