Who Else x Ewing

I fiend for your attention
I don't care if that means tension
To be noticed by you will be enough
I don't care if getting to that point is tough

I'm not sure what it is about you
That makes me long for your love
I feel like I'm standing in a never ending queue
I've waited so long, to the front I must shove

I'm convinced you're the one
The one who can fix me
Then those words roll off your tongue
"My love is not guaranteed"

I've wasted a lifetime
Standing in line for the man I thought would be my saviour
He was my last lifeline
The one to discipline my misbehaviour

Who else can teach me wrong and right?
Who else can better these words I write?
Who else can strengthen my fight?
Who else can prove to me it will be alright?