I don't know what to write
i guess i could begin, i might, begin
about this fight, about this night,
about how i should probably keep you out of all sight
about why you're so wrong
and why we know this is right
i have nothing to say, my writing is now bland
it's nothing i can command on such uncommon land
it will not join our hands
everything hasn't gone as planned, and
frankly will never end as we thought would be so grand
i have no idea how to start
telling how i feel deep within my heart
we should probably stay apart
though i may impose on you that we should never depart
and show you on this chart
drawing out such peaceful, perfect art
but you are shallow, i am pure
it is only love i will endure
although love is so far away, sure
and i don't want it ever, actually, and i assure
you that nothing is what i want, only want me when i lure
you in and need you for a short cure
and when you stop needing me i will have to face
a new life, and in this case, a new chase
just for a nightly embrace, just to place
hands upon my waist, so simple as your grace
is all i need in life, though it's such a waste
but it's what i need in this place
i am not sure how to state how i feel
this is not real, there is no deal
i am sure someday i will steal
your heart and you will pretend this is ideal
just enough for me to reveal that this is all i want to conceal
so until then i will just peel off these clothes to appeal
so please don't walk away
don't love me and i'll certainly stay in your arms day by day
i will not go astray if you only constantly lay
right here until the minute you betray
me and realize this is a game that we continuously play
and begin to sway, and by the way
until the moment i realize
you're not like other guys, or you are in my eyes
i will proceed all of these cries
until my heart slowly dies and your calls no longer arise
for i am only a prize, that tries and supplies you with
this fake disguise that i want nothing more than this rise
and says i will never fall
for this is what i want, this is all i say i need in this call
i wont tell you i feel small lying against your stained wall
as i stumble crying down the hall
you will continue to believe i stand tall
for you, and you have it all
the smile, the looks, the books, what makes this worth while
you pile it all up and don't make this look like a trial
a trial of truth and make it seem it's worthwhile
but there is no isle, this life is so vile
and hostile as you pile me into your world of who you dial
i am stuck
i am sick
this isn't luck, it's a trick
i will not break from this brick
deep within my heart this is too thick
too thick, i am bruised
i've never done this, i am confused
just tell me what is next and how i've been abused
if i've been misused and if i am now excused
from your life, but if i refused what you would do
oh, i don't know what to write
this isn't right
i've run to you out of fright, now you're almost out of sight
don't be polite, it's not just yours, but was actually too for my delight
to need you as i might and
someday i will be able to say my last good night
but until that day when i finally see the light,
i'll know this isn't right
this isn't right
i'll know deep inside, no matter how i fight
to try and prove as i might,
this life will never be right
but i can't say good night
oh, this isn't right
