Take a shot for me

I'm scared of love

Therefore I run away

Like a serial lover

or a runaway bride

I run away in attempts to avoid the burn

I run away with hopes of no return

'Cause I've been burned enough

and it still stings

If this is love

I don't want to hear those wedding bells ring


I'm a hopeless romantic

I keep running back

Like a feign 

I know it's bad

but nothing beats that feeling

Sometimes I feel as if it's crack your dealing

I know this could kill me 

But it's worth taking a shot

Even if it is with a 9mm glock

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