want

I saw off another peice of a plastic heart, not at all my own
Honestly, I really thought that i had grown
I should have known.
I don't know anymore
Before this week, I was so overly sure
If my feelings will always change, what's this all for?

You say I love you
And I know in my heart what you say is true
And despite how I feel, I know i have to say it too and I do
it stings, that my own words ring untrue
When I want to love you