Not Prepared for Love

I am not prepared for love
Figured out there’s still enough
To see on my own
Call if there’s some way to say it on the phone
I have no choice in the matter
Blame gut reactions but don’t admit it all
Hinting at what you’re after
You won’t open up unless you know there’s nothing between us
No talk about respect for what we had
I am not prepared for love
In this world, there’s still enough
To see on my own
You won’t open up unless you know there’s nothing between us
No talk about respect for what we had
I am not prepared for love
Figured out there’s not enough
Gluttony, collecting scars
There is only one true art
And we’re all alone