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