I am too young to feel this old I don't miss the soul that I sold How could I sew up my heart made of yarn? That I've carelessly left strewn about in the yard Bottles I've drunk to the end of the glass I built a heart that I knew wouldn't last I just want someone to keep to myself But I can't let myself love anybody else I thought that aging would put me at ease But I'm ruptured inside since I turned seventeen I don't want someone who'll pluck the Moon for me I just want someone who'll understand all my needs I know I may be hard to understand I keep my friends just as far as I can But if I can make an exception for you If you love me, maybe I could love you too