Parker was right. I’m scared.
Scared of hurting you, scared you’ll hurt me, scared it’ll end, scared it’ll last.
Scared this will go somewhere I don’t want it to, scared it won’t be what I want, scared I won’t be what you want.
Scared I’ll get bored, scared you’ll get bored, scared we’ll fight.
Scared we’ll say too much, scared we’ll keep it all to ourselves, scared we’ll get angry, or sad, or too happy.
Scared to follow my heart, scared to follow my head.
Scared my heart is unfaithful, scared my head is confused.
I’m scared you’ll get to know me.
I’m fucking terrified, okay?