Will you still love me in the morning or am I just another stranger you let in for the night? Would you love me in the morning if I said that you’re worth it all, the chase, the hurt, the fight? Did you really meant what you said to me or did you tell the last one those same words? Do I really mean anything to you or am I just another fool? I can’t keep doing this. I’m too used to this feeling. This feeling of insecurity, confusion and overall lost. Do I mean as much as you do to me? Am I even worth your time as precious as you are to mine? Am I just another person you talk to when there’s no one else or are you talking to me because it feels right? Are you going to play with my heart, mess with my head and lead me on or are you going to stay? Because honestly, I’d die if I ever saw you walk away.