Questions of the Heart

Why do I waste my time on you?
You confuse me on things I once knew-
But now I don't know the ansewr to.
When you're there I don't know what to do.
So why did I give my heart to you?

Why did you let me fool my heart?
I should have noticed from the start.
Because of you I'm ripped apart-
Like a shattered work of art.
Why do you play games with my heart?

How can you say that you don't see?
Can't tell what you've done to me.
I don't know why it's so hard to be-
The one small thing I ask of thee.
How is it the one thing you don't see?

Will this pain ever end?
I don't know if my heart can mend.
Maybe I can just pretend-
Or with you help get time to bend.
Will my love for you ever end?