When I can't sleep.

Every night you cry yourself to sleep thinking, "Why does this happen to me?"
I wished for things that I don't need. What I chase won't set me free.
Every time I see your face, my heart takes off on a high speed chase.
I don't know what I've done, or if I like what I've begun.
You get your kicks from playing me, and the less you give the more I want.
What is love, what is love? I just wanted to be loved...
I don't know what this is, but you got me good.
All I really want from you is to feel me, as the feeling inside keeps building.
Should've known you'd bring me heartache. Almost lovers always do.