How dare you question
the tears falling from my eyes?
Please don't act like you're surprised
I see right through you
Mystery hardly knew you
What's wrong with me, you ask?
Well baby
You..
You made me fall
after I gave everything I had
You made me pour my heart out
and you never gave it back you
took the light from my eyes and blew it out
like a cheap candle
I thought my heart was worth more
than a phone call a week
a kiss on the cheek
I was wrong
I believed that lying love song
playing in my head
I guess it was all in my head...
So baby
dont ask me
anymore..where did I go wrong?
Cause the reason is closer than you'll understand
the reason is in the palm of your hand
and when you decide to open your eyes
I'll still be kneeling in the cavity of your mind.
But its okay, yeah
I hate sundays anyway..
