You know what I've been through
You know how I hurt
So why ...?
You've seen how I've cried
You've seen all the tears
You've seen all the pain
I've been through this year
So why?
I've done nothing wrong
I've done it all right
I didn't know how
I'd regret such a night
So why?
You all know how much
I've been messed around
You know my head's all over the place
You know how I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground.
So why:
Why mess with my head
When you know how damaged it's gone?
Why mess with my heart
When you know how it's broken? It's wrong!
So why do it to me?
So why don't you see
You're screwing things up.
You can't do this to me.
I need to pick friends
Much more carefully.
I need to find men
Who think of me
Like I think of them.
But I don't need men.
They treat me all wrong.
It's not like a film,
A Mills&Boon or a song.
They don't know what women want
Or what we've needed so long.
So why
Do I
Always cry
When I think of how relationships
Always go wrong?
