Everytime I look around me there's another person there.
Someone else everyday - who thinks I'm going to share.
Another one to make things complicated - to make me mad at you.
Another one to make me think, make me wonder and not know what to do.
The things they say, you swear they are all lies...
You can say this to my face, look into my eyes...
But yet I don't believe you
and that i hate to say...
but how can I ever trust you,
when there's another one
every single day.
