Don't expect me to believe I'm beautiful,
If I know you won't always find me that way.
Don't tell me how funny I am,
Because eventually you'll stop laughing at my jokes.
Don't call me nice or kind,
And use it as an excuse to walk all over me.
Don't write to me that you love me,
Love is a promise I know you won't keep.
I know what will happen,
It's what always happens.
I suppose I'm just dull.