All Lovers Hell

im not the first to sleep beside you in this bed
 its poisoned with some other idiotic guys smell
 and even though you tell me that your love for him is dead
 i always keep preparing to go through all lovers hell
 i gotta start believing that you really love me
 i gotta start believing that you really want whats me
 i gotta start believing that you really love me
 i gotta start believing that you really want whats me
 she told the news to me, a planted part of me
 not to fully grow to show a way of what could be
 i asked het to be true; she said "i love you too"
 her eyes were sad and i recall somebody asked "do you"?
 i gotta start believing that you really love me
 i gotta start believing that you really want whats me
 i gotta start believing that you really love me
 if you say so, its gotta be so