Don't tell me you're my fallen angel
cause angels fall for a reason.
Tell me what was your sin,
your terrible crime to cost you your wings
and get you tossed down here into the mess that is my life.
Don't tell me you're my knight in shining armor,
I don't need one of those.
What I need is a real guy,
one with respect, and morals, and ultimately,
one with a heart.
I don't need a pretty little suit of armor
cause beyond it's shine there's nothing inside, it's empty.
Don't tell me I'm the hottest girl around
while you secretly try out all the other 'hottest girls around'.
Tell me you respect me, tell me you care for me,
tell me the truth.
That's what will keep me smiling at night as I drift off to sleep.
Tell me I'm the only girl for you.
Not for my ass, or my boobs,
but for my personality.
Prove to me that not all guys are the same.
Tell me you're different,
and maybe then I'll let you in.
