Ugly Side of Things

I want to have sex without the regrets, but I can't do it.

Because I always sleep with some creep just to prove it.

I know that you really loved me,

but my emotions were too clumsy.

I'll let them tie me up then..

then I'll cut them loose.

Romance is what I want,

but I still refuse.

I know that you really loved me,

but my emotions were too clumsy.

I thought I could handle hooking up,

without there being any love.

I know that you have none to give,

but I continue to pretend.

I like to think I'm pretty,

But inside I know I'm ugly.

I think that's why I see

only people who are worse than me.

I'm so alone,

so please take me home.

We'll go in your car,

please let's go far.

It is what it is,

and we know what it is:

The ugly side of things.