Reverse Psychology

men and the mysteries of love
i've never given up the search
my life a cornacopia of sad love songs
all my intelligence led me astray
i forgot when looking for love
you have to think with your heart

my brain interfers every time
i'm an eyeore down to my core
i sit and wait for my house to fall down
you get the worse when you expect it
i can't feel but i can see
he wasn't what i needed
no man has ever been
because he doesn't know the answer
to that same question i keep askin'

magic and astrology are for fools
i still hope for a miracle
but i'm a skeptic
my lovers read off like rides at a carnival
each brought me a little thrill
but they all packed up and left
leaving no trace they were ever here

my brain meddles every time
i'm a cynic of the worst kind
i know i'll get hurt
so i find men that will let me down
if you go up you got to come down
and all i think about is me
i'm so wrong and right
i love men and i love to hurt