He's out and I'm in.

I'm good but he's sin

He makes some claims,

I got ideas that end in shame.

He would promise me whatever

...maybe even forever.

But, I sit down late at night and

I think about my whole life and

I'm not sure where he fits in it.

He says things he doesn't mean,

but they still appeal to me.

True words seem to slip,

and before I know it I'm in his grip.

He's all so comfortable with it,

he's done it before.

I want to believe there is no other,

but I'm feeling like I'm just another.

And due to heartaches of the past

my feelings will be masked.

And to ensure my defenses don't chafe,

I will be guarded till I am certain it's safe.