You're in me while I'm in my head

While I'm still thinking about somebody else

You want me when I'm in your bed

And I'm still wishing I was anywhere else

Am I to blame? Have I dug my own grave?

I would've given anything to feel the way that I used to

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it, mm

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it

I lose it

I waited, I waited for him

Stood in the bathroom tearing off all my skin

I faked it over and over again

I couldn't do it, no, not even for him

Am I to blame? Have I dug my own grave?

I would've given anything to feel the way that I used to

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it, mm

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it

I lose it (oh-oh)

To love, to lose, to lose it all

I wanted you, you wanted more

And now I feel nothing at all (nothing at all)

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it, mm

I don't think love was made for me

I think maybe I'm made to love

And lose it

I lose it