Day after day,
You make me cry.
Some days you even,
Make me want to die.
It isn't easy to me,
To let you be,
Who you want to be.
It's just that I know,
That you can be sweet.
Really,
You're the only one,
That I need.
The only problem is,
That you never,
Let me see,
The good boy,
You can be.
I just don't get it!
Is this now how,
You want it?
Do you really want,
To see me cry?
Do you really want,
A last goodbye?
