It’s Not You, It’s Me (Another old poem)

I really wish you wouldn't do this, it's not for the best
For me, a conversation like this is a test
I'm not who you think I am, I'm just like the rest
So before we get any closer, I must confess
I am likely to hurt you, don't ask me how
It would be good if we hooked up, just not right now
As I am, right now, I'm not good for you
If you knew all the facts, you'd know this to be true
I could be called a womanizer, maybe even a dog
So I ask that you forget you saw me, don't even call
I'd rather not scar you with this knife of lust, lies, and deceit
The blade is already rusty from these before you who came across this cheat
So again, I say, "...walk away," It's not that hard a feat
Hold your head up young miss, wipe your cheek
Here's the key to your heart and remember keep your legs closed
Most dudes won't do this, they'll let you take off your clothes
I really do like you, but don't keep open your nose
It's not you, it's me; adios, c'est la vie

Sincerely, Aaron