i know what i'm gettting into (i think)

he said it once; he'll say it again.
"don't get attached or it's the end."
yet stupid girls line up and say
he'll change for them and love someday.
like chocolate cake, what can they do?
tastes like heaven yet bad for you.
i laugh and joke at their expense
he won't commit! it makes no sense!
so tell me why i've joined this line
crossing my fingers that he'll be mine
i must pretend. he cannot know
the way i feel, afraid he'll go.
can only hope he's met his match
that to me, he can attach
and when that day he leaves me lonely
i'll blame myself and myself only.