Let's hear it for America's Suitehearts

Maybe I was nothing to you, but you were everything to me. Maybe that's just the way it always goes. Maybe you'll always have feelings for me, and always keep that a secret. Or maybe you never had feelings for me at all. Maybe I'm not ready to fall, yet again. Maybe I need you, or maybe I don't. Maybe I'm tired of playing games. Maybe I'm not really sure of anything. Maybe you should swallow the words you were meant to say, or maybe you should just hurry up and let them out before they dissinegrate inside of you. Maybe I'll forgive you for breaking my heart this way. Maybe it's your fault. Or maybe it's not. Maybe it's my fault. Maybe I should have watched myself. Maybe next time I will. Or, maybe, I won't. You're a contagious mystery, and I have yet to figure you out. Maybe I never will.