I'm historically heartbrokenDrowning in my own emotionsOne minute away from breaking down, down, downI'm always leaving empty-handedNo one wants a heart that's damagedOnly know a love that lets me down, down, down, ohStaring contest with the wallsI'm giving into my intrusive thoughtsWhat if I never find anybody to loveOr I finally get the chance and I * it all up?'Cause I can't get hurt if I'm the first one to leaveWhoa, what if I get to heaven, and it's not even realAnd I die before telling you how I really feel?'Cause it feels like hell and I just can't help but thinkThat maybe love's not for meIf you don't look too closelyYou can't even tell I'm lonelyEven though it keeps me up at night, night, night, nightTryna keep myself distractedBut I get all these awful habitsOf listening to voices in my mind, mind, mind, ohStaring contest with the wallsI'm giving into my intrusive thoughts, ohWhat if I never find anybody to loveOr I finally get the chance and I * it all up?'Cause I can't get hurt if I'm the first one to leave? WhoaWhat if I get to heaven, and it's not even realAnd I die before telling you how I really feel'Cause it feels like hell and I just can't help but thinkMaybe love's not for me, oh-ohMaybe love's not for me, oh-ohMaybe love's not for meMaybe love's not for meFor me, for me, for meMaybe love's not for me