Save a spot on your bed that you hope is for me. It won't be.

They told me his love was a test I refused to digest. I guess. I felt nothing in my chest. Prove me otherwise, but all I try to do is see the good in you. Love wasn't ever there, it changed names as many times as I changed my hair. Last year it wasn't so clear - I walked the edge. Save a spot on your bed that you hope is for me. It won't be. First comes love, then comes marriage. Then comes a cage.