Here it is...the reason I'm single

I am a mess.
I don't know a good relationship from a bad one.
I'm blind to it all.
I believe the lie it's Prince Charming or die.
So I'm waiting.
Waiting, waiting always waiting.
No time for dating.
The answer is no.
I'm waiting.
No,No,No
Don't ask me again.
I'm waiting.
In the mean time,
I'm hating myself,
I'm a murderer to so many men
I befriend them
Then stab them gently with words like...
No, don't wanna lead you on Bro.
That's all you are...
My bro.
But then...this guy
This guy comes by
A guitar in his hand
He's in a famous band.
I wondered if he would just take my hand.
Then he's gone.
The guy I say yes to...
Says NO to me.
No, No,No
Don't ask me again.
I'm waiting.
Do I choose the next guy that comes,
Or wait forever to find my own sun.
I'm waiting.
I just keep waiting.
Hating myself
No Dating.
Just waiting.