Why look me in the face,
if your going to lie?
Why do you "want to make it work",
when you're not gonna try?
Why sit here and wait
for you to see my love?
Why do I have to think of you with hatred,
when you can be as sweet as a dove?
Why waste my time
giving you my heart?
Why take the time to let you
break it apart?
All i can do
is sit here and cry.
I keep blamng myself
and keep wondering
Why?
