boys like to kiss me and take it back
two have called it stupidity
too many just don't talk to me again

one beat me

nine have blamed drugs and alcohol
eleven have broken my heart
make tears flow like blood

one keeps calling it a mistake
yet crawls back into my bed
when she fights with him

one stupid heartbreaker remains
because the lack of his presence
would kill me
maybe then we could be together
and this pain might finally go away.