This is a lesson in letting your guard down
Sometimes open arms are an invitation for disaster
So next time, I'll trust my fucking instincts
Next time you come around,
All you will get are cold stares, cold shoulders
I'll be crouching with my fists clenched in the corner

I can only hang on tight for so long
I'm letting you go
I will be just fine on my own
You can't come in
I'm leaving you out in the cold,
Because there's no room,
Left in my heart for fakes like you

I can only hang on tight for so long
I'm letting you go
I will be just fine on my own
You can't come in
I'm leaving you out in the cold,
Because there's no room,
Left in my heart for fakes like you
For fakes like you
For fakes like you
For fakes like you