Torn

2009. Seems like I didn't capitalize back then...

I'm torn between what's right and you. 
I'm ripping at the seams and i haven't got a clue. 

I need your love and your touch, 
I love and need you so much. 

I'm playing a game i can't win; 
I'm connected to you like you were my conjoined twin. 

I didn't mean to fall for you but i did, 
Now every time i'm around you i feel like a lil kid. 

So many people telling me no letting the bad outweigh the good, 
But i can't get away from you even though i know i should. 

I'm so conflicted with everything i'm around. 
My head is spinning and i'm afraid it will hit the ground. 

I fell for you but everyone wants me to get up, 
I can't please everyone maybe i should give up. 

I have the world looking down on me as i lay on the floor. 
I have to decide who i need more. 

I think it's you but i'm no longer sure. 
Love is the sickness and you are the cure.