These thoughts just keep spinning through my head,
Thoughts of him,
Thoughts of that night,
Thoughts of his intentions.
I'm starting to realize that he made me fall for him,
Just so I wouldn't say "no",
Did you know what happened that night?
The smallest things seem to trigger memories now,
The smallest things trigger memories of stories he told me.
He continually made himself seem cool,
Better than what he was,
Nicer than he truly was.
He made hiself come across this way,
Just to take advantage,
Advantage of me,
And advantage of my circumstances at that moment.