Looking back, all I see
is how I could never be
good enough to make you smile.
And now I sit here wondering
Why my heart is aching
if you really hated me all the while.
And everything you say and do
is going, going right on through
my head and you could never see
what I wanted you to do.
I'm captivated, manipulated, vindicated
by the voice of you.
How could you have been so cold?
Why did I just let you hold
on to me when I wanted to scream?
I should have seen it, realized
How you lay on this disguise
Oh why can I not let go of this dream?
And everything you say and do
is going, going right on through
my head and you could never see
what I wanted you to do.
I'm captivated, manipulated, vindicated
by the voice of you.
I can't remember the way that I was.
All I remember is us.
I want to remember the way things had gone.
I want you to see you were wrong.
