Don't Expect Me To Fix That Dent In Your Soul

She cries out passionate tears of grandeur,
just to be crushed, broken heart inside her,
she wishes there was more.
Wallowing in self pity exclaiming she isn’t a whore.
She isn’t, she's just someone who loves to much
with a deep need to feel a tender touch.
She’ll come back crying to me for attention,
I’ll tell her i’ll love her, she’ll scoff at the mention.
We can’t because you'll only ever be a friend
and thats the way it’ll be until the end.
How I feel will be something i’ll never control
but don’t come expecting me to fix that dent in your soul.