All the things you write about
happen to be sad
all the things you talk about
tend to make me mad
I'm always really depressed
i want you to take it all away
but you cant..at least thats what you say
i think that you are lying
i want to hear the truth
but i don't think you have it in you
to tell me how you feel
do you think I'm alive
i promise i am
I'm real
i want to go back to the day
when girls had a right to love
i want you to hold me in your arms
but you have her.
and i have him
how ironic it all seems
i just wish you loved me
but i cant change your feelings for her
you already know how i feel
because i tell you everything
whilst you hold back..
i wish you'd stop lying
keep your life on track
