And every guy that tries to get close to me I will not be confined
Every man who wishes to win my heart
With words dripping in honey
Or promise of adventure
They are nothing more than handcuffs closing tighter
Wanting to lock me in
I’ve gotten good at slipping out, before it’s too late
But every once in awhile
It closes rather tight
Before I remember
And have to wrench my wrist from its grip
These wounds will callous.
And I will be invincible.
And every guy that tries to get close to me
I will not be confined
I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.