Heart on my sleeve, head in the sky I'm suffocating on tearful goodbyes Falling too deep, falling apart Watching you anxiously as you depart Lessons unlearned; fears realized All my defense mechanisms reprised Again, I thought you were the one But in the end what's done is done Guess I'm in love with the idea of being in love Lying awake, living regret Building up every time that we met I set myself up, hung my own noose Welcoming sadness as my only muse Again, I thought you were the one But in the end what's done is done Guess I'm in love with the idea of being in love Masochistic tendency is me Or is true love a fleeting novelty? Again, I thought you were the one But in the end what's done is done Guess I'm in love with the idea In love with the idea In love with the idea of being in love