I liked him He didn't like me He was the greatest I was only debris Why do I always pick the ones who are bad for me He was coarse But he was precision I smelled money It was by the television when I woke up If I don't want to keep getting shot why do I give 'em ammunition? Oh no, not again Another one that's crazy Another one gets obsessive Another one gets angry Another one gets dependent and thinks I have the answers Another one with a coldness that should have been a warning I can't go on, I'll go on I can't go on, I'll go on We weren't desperate I don't know what happened I tried to change him He only rarely hit me Why when so many sweet ones would make it so easy He was nice I got brutal He understood I didn't kiss him 'Cause if he wants me he must not be good enough Oh no, not again Am I a magnet for losers? A net for the helpless? I'm no social worker! Why do I chase the faces that always reject me? Is there something else that's as fun as running with trouble? I can't go on, I'll go on