I'm pretty, but I don't feel loved. I work on myself but it's never good enough. Let it all work out just this once Too many heartbreaks, I'm getting tired of love.
PRECHORUS: I wanna be someone's other but not because I need it to survive I just want to make them feel alive. I wanna be someone's person but not because I need constant affirmation I just want to be part of your life.
CHORUS: Over and over I've tried a new boyfriend And over and over, I end up disappointed All this mumbo jumbo of emotions is making me believe,
I'm meant to be alone.
I want to be someone's main dish without a month passing and it getting complicated Start and stop, start and stop, I'm getting sick of relationships turning out wrong.
PRECHORUS CHORUS
Give me someone who gets it, and sees the world the way I do. Give me a purpose Is it me? Am I too picky? Am I destined to never get the piece that fits?