I hate knowing the fact that I will never be enough. That I can't complete your heart. Your enough for me, you complete mine. What's wrong with me? Can you tell me because I don't seem to know.
She has moved on and yet I still keep on trying to get her back, all for you. Even when it's killing me inside. Can you tell me why because I don't seem to know.
You call me baby, your speacial girl but how come I don't feel like I am? How come I still cry?
Can you tell me why because I don't seem to know.
Can you tell me why because I have all these questions and hurt to go right along with them. Can you tell me why because I don't seem to know.
