You'll open the door for me, but you'll leave me stranded
Held the umbrella in the storm, but you'll leave me to be drenched
I walked into a crowed room in pain and you didn't offer me a seat out of anger
I have my flaws, but I don't chew love and spit it out on your heart
Your fragile masculinity is showing when it's a cat fight
Your chivalrous is lukewarm
Your confidence is pitiful and can use some makeup
Someone like you is why my heart isn't worn on my sleeve