So open

See I wear my heart
on my sleeve at times
didn't know how dangerous that was
until i met you
first love is what i thought i found
Yet I had to be crazy
cause you had me ready to fight
two out the three days of the week
sometimes It got crazy
physically i became tired of
constantly being prepared to fight
I felt like I was at stage 7 of paranoia
I wasn't on anything just high of you
nearly came to blows with someone I thought i knew
I was so frustrated with you
Yet all the anger i held for you
i wanted take out on her
I would try to provoke at times
it got to a point where our friendship was almost ended
but  that didn't matter to me
but if i had you I'd be fine