Loaded Gun

I fear commitment

Like the loaded gun

I have myself

Never needed anyone

Alone here by myself

That’s how I know

It’s what I do

Now I’m finding myself

Needing you

It’s not what I want

Not what I need

So why do I think of you

Every time I breathe

At the end of the day

You’re on my mind

Hell, you’re on it all the time

I don’t need

But I want

You

It’s just you

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